Until one is committed,there is hesistancy,the chance to draw back. Concerning all acts of initiative(and creation), there is one elementary truth that ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans:the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.
–WIlLIAM HUTCHINSON MURRAY
I will never forget July 2002.I still remember the exact spot on which i stood one Sunday afternoon after a church service at freedom’s Ark in the northern London borough of Haringey.My mind was troubled.three days earlier I had received a summons from my employer to head back to Nigeria immediately for a new assignment. My pastor asked me what my plans were. I told him.
“You mean you’re leaving your pregnant wife behind with people you hardly know and returning alone to Lagos?he asked I nodded.
“I don’t think you know what you’re doing.”He shook his head in disapproval.
I was still staring at him speechlesely as his car pulled up.He waved as he got into the car with his family.They zoomed off and suddenly i felt cold inside-and angry.
I had come to London eighteen month’s earlier for a project that was to last for four years.i had settled down and was getting ready to start a family when I’d gotten this mail from my employer out of the blue.Suddenly I was without income in a foreign country. My wife was a few months away from delivering our long awaited first child.She was under consultant care due to earlier complications with the pregnancy, so I could not take her with me to lagos.that was out of the question. Nor could I stay behind with her.I needed my job.I ougt to have a quite right then,but I could not afford to.I couldn’t imagine life without a salary and was too scared to entertain such thought.I was not a free man.I had no choice but to bow to the wish of my employer.
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