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Who knows tomorrow?
One of the mysteries of life is what tomorrow may bring. It is something that I believe everybody would love to know, if he had the ability whether through a technological process, a spiritual process or whatever.
Certainty is something that everybody longs for because it makes life so much easier and deletes anxiety from our lives like how a wrong word is deleted from a letter being written on a computer.
In my opinion, not knowing what tomorrow may bring, allows us to realise that we are not in charge of our circumstances, which therefore pushes us to seek God. It humbles us to respect each other because the person you despise today could be your boss tomorrow or someone whose assistance you will need in future.
The world indeed is a funny place and is much more intriguing when it comes to issues like death. No one knows what will happen tomorrow. The person you meet today, looking hearty, healthy and all that, could die the next day and when you hear of it, it becomes a shocking news.
I would like to share a true story I heard and also a personal experience to buttress this point. A host of a very popular radio station, talked about the sudden death of a lady friend. This friend had texted a message to him at about 7:30 am and he had laughed about the message.
Later in the day, at about 2:00 pm in the afternoon to be specific, he was informed that the lady had passed. Such is life and the world we find ourselves. I lost my wife in the latter part of last year.
I was informed that I need to establish cordial relations with the morgue attendants so the corpse will be taken care of properly. I followed the advice and so became friendly with one of the leading mortuary attendants. A couple of months after the funeral of my wife, the morgue attendant had also become ‘funeral’ as boys-boys will say. In other words, he was dead.
I am not sure, in fact I do not believe for a moment that if a prophet had come to prophesy to him that in about three months, he will also be a corpse like my late wife, he would have believed.
Soon after my wife’s passing, I decided to inform certain close friends of mine. One was a Pastor and as I was chatting with another friend I mentioned that I was going to also inform the Pastor friend and to my utter shock, she informed me that the Pastor was no more and that his one week celebration was scheduled for that week. Indeed no one knows tomorrow.
Enough of death and dead people. Let us look at the living a bit. A man framed a cousin of mine years ago in Takoradi and he was wrongly arrested. What made the issue worse, was the connivance of the police CID officer with the timber business man who had wrongly and wickedly accused my cousin and would not allow bail for my cousin.
My cousin was in handcuffs as he arrived in court on the day of prosecution. The case was called and by divine intervention it became obvious to the judge that my cousin was wrongfully charged and the case against him was therefore dismissed.
The judge harshly rebuked the police officer who was the prosecutor and said in open court that my brother can take action against him. My brother was at home when the prosecutor came, in the company of an opinion leader in the city, to beg my cousin for forgiveness.
He was weeping while begging my cousin not to take legal action against him because he was just about to go on retirement. The tables can easily turn so the question of who knows tomorrow must always guide us.
By Laud Kissi-Mensah