I spend far too much time online reading what people write.
That would explain why I don't have enough time to write my own stories.
And now put some TV in the mix too.
I am sure if I dig deep enough, I might find my motivation dissipating in all of this.
But you know my secret hopes and wishes about writing more often- so this time I'd spare you. Hopefully actions will speak for themselves.
I like me some Saint John Paul the II. He ticked all my buttons on 'How to be a good Pope (person)'! You know... the category of people that actually ask 'What Would Jesus Do?' I felt really special when I learned that his first visit to Nigeria was on my birthday - ok, ok! He arrived on the 12th of February and I was born on the next day so...let's say he didn't want to miss any part of it.
I always knew about his (first) visit to Nigeria and the nice coincidence with my birth.
I also knew there was an assassination attempt on his life a while back before I was born.
So imagine my aha! moment when at mass, one glorious Sunday, I learned that he was shot at on May 13. Nine months before I was born. Possibly at the moment of my conception - yeah, I might as well be downright dramatic!
The lesson in all of this for me should be FORGIVENESS. I haven't been shot at, at least not literally. And I don't think I need to be Pope to forgive those people who hurt me - that's what Jesus would do! That's what he did!
I'm Work In Progress.
Saint Pope John Paul II. Pray for me
