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he story is told of an old poor woman by name
Susuka who lived with her only son Abrefa somewhere in the Eastern region of
Ghana. No one really knew where the relatives of this woman were. Her only son
was a brilliant footballer and was known far and near. His presence in a team
really scared their opponents. His feet on the ball were like a magnet
attracting magnetic objects. He was very skillful on the field of play
especially in the forward line and was a thorn in the flesh of their opponents.
He was really a “cash cow” for many of the towns
folks especially his school teachers who were constantly betting on his goal
scoring prowess. He scored a goal or more in every match he featured in. The
sad story is; this boy never enjoyed or benefitted from the fortunes people
made from him neither did his poor mother.
However luck was on his side, a team was moving
from region to region in Ghana scouting for talented young footballers to
participate in a tournament in the capital town of Mali (Bamako) in West Africa.
Abrefa gained selection into the team that was to travel to Bamako-Mali for the
tournament. The date for their departure was to be communicated to them later.
When news of Abrefa’s selection got to Susuka, she
couldn’t hide her joy and excitement. The next thing anyone could hear was that
Susuka was in church as she was a committed Christian and worked hard in the
church Sunday after Sunday. She testified and danced energetically to the
admiration of some members of the congregation and the raising of eyebrows and
a feeling of jealousy among others. As if that was not enough, every member of
Susuka’s neighborhood got the news of Abrefa’s selection into a team to play
his football outside Ghana.
Nonetheless, the joy of Susuka and Abrefa did not
last. On the day of departure, when Abrefa arrived at the designated point of
departure he had the shock of his life, he was told he has been replaced by
another player for arriving late. What a
sad day for Abrefa who wept bitterly and uncontrollably and did not eat for
days.
After pondering over Abrefa’s incident, a couple
of questions flooded my mind, but what really caught my attention was; “who do
we talk to when we are excited?”, “how do we express our joy?”, “do we do it to
the anger and jealousy of our neighbors or in a manner that brings joy to us
and our neighbors such that there is no bitter feeling from on lookers”. This
story brings to mind the fact that not everyone must hear of your good news
because you do not know the heart of the one you are telling your good news.
This story also reminds me of a King in the Bible
by name Hezekiah who was so excited
because God had answered his prayers that he revealed to some people sent to
him by the King of Babylon all the treasures in his palace. The Prophet Isaiah
later made it known to him that in the near future all his treasures and even
his sons would be carried away to Babylon because he (the King) did not hold
his peace but revealed to strangers the treasures in his palace.
Excitement! Excitement! I have been thinking about
this word which is not only a stirring up of a happy feeling but also of anger,
disgust and rebellion. How do we behave when we are excited? Do we open our
mouth wide and spew out our secrets and good news regardless of where we are or
who we are with? Excitement can really make one reveal all his most treasured
secrets which may be keys for a successful future adventure. There is therefore
the need for self control when excited if not our word in time of excitement
can ensnare or trap us. Obliviously Susuka did not control her tongue when she
was excited and she paid dearly by cutting short the dream of Abrefa or what
looked like a better bright future for his son. Yes! She had good news but was
the time right for her to over jubilate? Couldn’t she have waited for her son
to finally leave the shores of the country before sounding the trumpet and
making merry?
In Psalm
39:1 the writer says “I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with
my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before
me”. A bridle is a set of straps put around a horse’s head and mouth so that
the person riding or driving the horse can control it. This scripture
admonishes us not to complain to people even though we have every reason to.
Our complains to people would make them think our God cannot take care of us.
In a nutshell this verse is advising us control
our tongue whether in a happy mood or we are bitter, because whatever we say
during such moments can either go in our favor or against us.
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