Whatever seed sown, will surely be reaped and remember God pays debt without money a wise woman used to say. It might be long but it shall surely come to pass. Remember, no good deed done or rendered is ever a waste.Always do Good. Render a helping hand, no matter what. It may have a significant impact on a life today, tomorrow or in future. it is never a waste, in any way it will return.
We were living in the Northern part part of our country in the early 2000. It was a small community where everyone knew each other. We got this beautiful two bedroom bungalow in a street where it was the only decent building in the entire neighbourhood. All around were makeshift buildings and in these makeshift buildings, the occupants were either selling drugs/Indian hemp or smoking/taking drugs.
There was also a brothel in the street just so close to us. It was a street that everyone who visit us then ask us why we had to rent a house there but God has a way of using us in the lives others, by taking us to where he wants us to make a difference. We were desperate for a house after being transferred from another State. We had no idea about the environment before we got it. In essence I think , it was just meant to be.
I had this security guard that sells provision by my gate and everyone from the street patronize him. Sometimes, young men, the kids whose mums live in the brothel and the make shift homes would sit on my veranda or steps with Husman my security man. It never bothered me that they were there nor did I ask them to leave.
I took it upon myself to feed my security man even though he was being paid. I and my husband felt he was part of our family, so he had breakfast, lunch and dinner that my family had too. As time went on, it came to my notice that the young men or kids from the makeshift homes and the brothel were always with him at any of our meal times. He shares his meal with them.
After then, I decided to alway at meal times to check how many others are with him and made sure the meal was enough for them. Initially when we moved in, these neighbours were very hostile. Seeing that we were living in the only decent house in the street, driving a car and living the life. But as time passed, especially when I started giving meals to anyone who was with my security and welcoming the kids into my home, feeding, bathing and caring for the little ones as they wonder in, the attitude of these neighbours changed.
I was not doing it for anything, we could afford it and I can’t eat and watch them starve, I gave because I knew God will always provide. This went on for about two years, as I drive to school, mothers would smile and call out greetings, when I get back the kids were waiting. There was this little one Ngozi, abandon by the mum and left for her little Aunt who had nothing. I found her lying on my steps one early morning. I took her in bathed and feed her, after then she stuck to me.
Her Aunt came for her but she refused, we decided to have her. She was then with us aways, virtually living with us. I bought her clothes and just sort of adopted her. This made everyone in makeshift houses to become more friendly. A year later, the community had issues with strangers and they were burning/destroying the homes, properties/ killing strangers. These neighbours saved our lives and properties. They rallied round told us to remain indoors while the battle was on and they stood guard every night for a whole week over our home.
We were protected, no harm came to us. This is because of a good deed of reaching out to those in need around me. My life and that of my family was spared in that hour.
Contributed by (A Guest Writer)