THE PATH

The soul which has no fixed purpose is lost. To be everywhere, is to be nowhere

After the class, Phillip and Jessica walked along the sidewalk to the spot filled with cocoa trees so they could discuss the assignment. “I think I know what to do!” Phillip exclaimed. Immediately, he looked around and noticed his voice had disturbed the other students in the area. He had no idea his voice had been so loud. "Uh-oh,” he muttered under his breath as he waved apologetically.

Jessica smiled, took his hands and pulled him out to a secluded spot. When they had settled down on a bench, she looked at Phillip and smiled. She thanked God for giving her such a wonderful friend and for making their paths cross at this time.

Phillip looked at Jessica skeptically. She had been staring at him in a weird way and it was obvious that she had not heard a word of what he had been saying.
“Jessie!” he shouted at her, forcing her out of her reverie.
"Phillip! Jesus! You scared me! Why are you shouting?”
“Let’s continue our talk jare…” Phillip replied.
“Killjoy,” Jessica muttered as she folded her arms and listened.

“As I was saying, I have an idea on what to do. Let’s go and make an outline of our plans then, we’ll meet at the covered pavilion tomorrow to discuss them.”
“Good idea,” Jessica agreed as they both stood up and left for their different hostels.

On her way to her hostel – Bver Suite, Jessica met her roommate, Kate.
"Where are you off to, Kate?"
"I’m going to the school gate. I need to meet the lady I told you about. The one that delivers magazines to me on Wednesdays. I won’t be long.”
“Okay.” Jessica replied,” Uhm… I almost forgot. Why weren’t you in class today? Kate, you of all people should not be missing classes you know…” She was talking to her roommate with her brows raised, she could clearly remember how her roommate barely passed the first contact’s test and she was missing classes again when they were so close to the exams.

“I’m sorry Jessica. I really didn’t mean to. The lady promised to be here earlier so I decided to wait for her since it was just a class. Never mind Jessie, I’ll borrow your notes.” She replied as she tickled Jessica.
“Stop tickling me,” Jessica laughed “But, you should not have missed today’s class because of magazines…” Dr. Shiwa’s class at that, you really missed a lot. No worries though, I’ll brief you on what he said when you return."
“Thanks Jess. I know I can count on you.” Kate jumped happily and hurried off in the direction of the school gate.

Jessica continued on the path and arrived at her hostel a few minutes later. When she got to the Porter’s Lodge, she greeted the Porter and asked for the keys to Room 105, Block C. “I can’t find the keys to your room here.” The Porter replied.” Perhaps, one of you forgot to keep it at the lodge.” Immediately, Jessica recalled that Kate had been in a hurry.

“Oh no! Kate must have forgotten to drop the keys.” She was almost in tears as she knew that Kate will most likely stay at the school gate for a longer time, gisting with friends. Jessica reached for her phone and called Kate. “Hello Kate. Where are you? You forgot to drop the key at the Porter’s Lodge.” She wined as soon as Kate picked up.
“Oh… sorry Jess. I’ll be on my way now” Kate replied and hung up.

Jessica walked out of the Porter’s Lodge and sat on the pavement, tired. She recalled when she had been just like her roommate – an avid fashion magazine lover. She had not met Christ then. She would gather magazines and spend hours online checking out the latest fashion styles. Lost in her reverie, she smiled and thanked God for saving her.

“What would have become of me if I had not met Jesus?” She wondered aloud. ”I would have become a fashion freak wasting away because all I ever thought of was the latest clothing styles and accessories. Aahh…”, she continued. “I wasted so many years chasing the wind. I couldn’t pass exams because I failed to study for them.”

“Please Lord” she prayed. “Let it not be too late for Kate.” Immediately, she heard a voice in her spirit, “That’s why you are here, Jessica.” She recognised the voice and she remembered how she had prayed before resumption that she wanted God to place her in a room where she would be able to influence others with her new–found faith.

Jessica was startled as understanding hit her. She realised that, just as her pastor had preached recently, she should never doubt God’s ways of doing things because when she had been allocated to that room at first, she had not liked it. She preferred having a room at the entrance to the hostel suite because those rooms looked better.

“Now, I understand why…” she muttered as a verse of the Scripture came to her heart. It was the verse she had read during her quiet time that morning. It was Psalm 73 verse 24. “Father, please let Your advice be my guide on this." She prayed as she recited the Bible verse again and again.

...the path is the way...