Guest writter: Doyin Akintayo
Sometimes in our lives. We all have pain. We all have sorrows. But if only we would just shut up and realise there are others who suffer worse things than we do, perhaps we would tread life with better judgement.
I run away from clingers. I know you do too. All they do is take, take, take. But they never give. I like to receive as much as I like to give. Giving without receiving feels draining. Receiving without giving feels like cheating. So, I ask that we do our best to give. That way, we find joy in receiving.
Do you seriously think we are the only ones in closets? 99% of the world is. They have only figured out a way to keep us in ours. When you come out, you’ll see.
Cloths in my closet, as well as yours, have colours. The closet is a dark place. That’s why we find it hard to see the colours. 99% of the world loves colours. They want us to show them ours. They want us to stay in our closets and still show them the colours of our clothes. Yet they say we are the confused ones. It’s zero help to let their confusion confuse us. They stay in their own closets far more than we (or they) realize. They know little about what they truly want.
I know. It may sound like gibberish. But think about it. Who isn’t looking for answers? Who isn’t hiding something? Who doesn’t have something to protect?
We are all looking for answers.
The colours of your clothes can give answers to those who need them. They’ll say you inspired them. They’ll say you gave them a reason to be true. They’ll say you gave them strength to win their battles. It won’t matter if you both shared the same closet. It won’t matter if you both struggled to come out of different closets. It would matter that you made a difference. You showed them your colours.
Sometimes in our lives. We all have pain. We all have sorrows. But if we would look and see, even though only through the key holes of our closet doors, we’ll know the joys that come
The Bible says, that though sorrow may last for a night, joy comes in the morning.