"Why would he tell me to buy the truth and never sell it", I asked my father. Where do I buy truth from? Who sells it? How much is it?, All these were questions racing through my head.
My Father could sense my curiosity, He did everything in her power to make me understand.
You will be pondering why Someone will tell me to buy the truth and never sell it.
As a kid, I am very stubborn and lie a lot. Mom was worried as Dad has promised to disown me if I don't change my ways.
On a Sunday after church service, mom took me to the pastor for counselling. It is the norm in our church to go for counselling after Sunday service
Pastor spoke at length dissecting the Bible but it seems he was wasting his time. All I was saying in my heart was, "Oga do fast, I am hungry", While he was talking, It was as if my mind was arrested and flashed like corrupted SD card.
I heard Pastor quote Proverb 23:23,"Buy the Truth and never sell it", that moment, I wanted more. The hunger disappeared, my attention refocused and I could feel my heart racing.
Pastor has refused to explain what he meant by that but instead, he said I should go find out and come teach him next Sunday. I was mad and confused. I was like a time bomb that is about to explode.
I couldn't play again, I couldn't eat nor even come out of my room. Everyone is worried about me but no one came to see what was wrong. I stayed in all day think about what Pastor has told me.
In the journey with my thought, a knock at my door made me see reality once more. I could see my Dad walk in. In as much as I am so stubborn, mom never gave up on me like Dad did. I knew so well that anyone who will walk into my room will be Mom but I am surprised to see my Dad.
Dad walked to my bed and sat down, I could hear him mutter something that sounds like "Son, what is the problem?", I am sure that is what he said anyway.
"Why the hell will Daddy care now, he didn't care all along?", After the last time he promised to disown me, I have dreaded him and tried everything to avoid him but now he is in my room pretending to care. "Just walk away", The three words ringing in my ears; for fear of being disowned and creating more confusion, I stayed back.
I could hear myself spilling my curiosity and confusion to my Dad. I hate that I am doing this but couldn't stop. I hate myself for doing it but it is a move in the right direction.
I found my answers. So quick? Why didn't I invite an elder to explain all along? Why was I depending on my wisdom and understanding?
Almost immediately Daddy left my room, I picked up my Bible to visit that particular passage.
Proverb 23:23: Buy the truth and do not sell it; get wisdom, discipline and understanding.
How foolish I was not to have read the complete scriptures, I should have seeked wisdom and understanding.
I understand it all now vividly, at last I could now lecture my Pastor on what I understood by the scripture.
I took my pen and paper to write out the points to deliver to my Pastor.
1. Stand by the truth:
To buy the truth is to stand by the truth. Irrespective of the consequences. For me to stand by the truth, I will be hated and persecuted just like our Lord Jesus Christ and the Apostles. Holding onto truth is golden. It's a principle of justice. Even when all the circumstances says otherwise. They will bribe you, threaten to kill you, attempt on your life and your family. Stand for the just course. So as I child, if I do something wrong and even when I know that mummy or daddy will beat me or it will put me in trouble, I should stand to tell the truth.
2. Discipline:
I need discipline myself not to steal, not to lie, not to gossip, etc. It won't be easy, but with discipline, I can
3. Seek wisdom and understanding:
As a child, I have to know that I don't know it all. There are people who are ahead of me and more knowledgeable than I think I am. So I shouldn't wait for the need to seek wisdom from them.
4. Make research:
After reading the first part of the scripture, I didn't know what to do but going deeper made me realize what I should have done earlier.
Well, thank you for reading this piece of my mind to commiserate the children's day celebration.
This short piece is for you and I. We are someone's children. As we mark this day, may God bless us immensely.
Dim Chizoba
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