My work is hybrid and it is also a shifting job. It gives me the luxury of time to do as I please during the week since it's not the conventional 9-5, Monday to Friday job. 

On that fateful day, I was on night shift. I had the option of either working remotely (work from home) or go to the office to work. I had to be at the office to work as I went out and if I should get home before I begin work, I'd be behind schedule.

I had gone on a lunch date with one fine and smart Abba's girl. Probably, my One thousand and first (1001st) date in recent times.

It is just lunch and they all know it's not going to lead anywhere. I have always made it clear that until I 'blow' like transformer, I'm not ready for anything serious (marriage). Let me be enjoying my single life.

Iya Sege (My mom) already knows my stance. So, she doesn't pressure me. Correct woman. Maybe that lunch date will be different, maybe not, time will tell. 

After the lunch date, I assisted this fine girl with some of her office runs before waving her goodbye. I returned to work from office that night. I closed in the morning and as I was returning home, Abba made the parable of the The Good Samaritan practical to me. He literally lifted that story from the pages of the gospel and made me act it out. 

I got to to NNPC, Iyana Ejigbo and I saw a gridlock ahead as I was still going to Jakande Gate. "Instead of entering a bus and after paying, you will still be stuck in traffic congestion, why not just take a walk". I muttered to myself. 

I was really tired because I was sleep deprived but I enjoy taking walks. So, I decided to manage myself and began to walk. Taking walks help me think, meditate and even pray if it was a personal walk. 

I was silently praying in the spirit when I walked past a very old woman. I had walk past her by some distance when I got the nudge to stop. I stopped and I saw her waving at buses to stop for her. I had thought she wanted to cross the road, so I went to meet her and offered to assist her carry her load and hold her hand to cross the road. 

She told me she was not crossing the road. She said she actually wants to board a bus to her destination and thanked me for my kind gesture afterwards. 

I thanked her too for allowing me to offer to help her. This is Lagos and everyone is wary of strangers. I waved her goodbye. I had not taken more than 4 steps when I was stopped in my track again. 

In my mind, I was like, "Holy Spirit, what is it again? Ma pa mi nau. Wo, I want to go and sleep."

I stopped and the instruction I received in my spirit was for me to go back to that Mama, help her get bus and pay for the bus fare afterwards. 

"That one is not a problem." I muttered to myself. So, I approached Mama and told her that I was going to help her get a bus. A Tri-cycle (Keke Napep) came few minutes later. I watched as Mama entered into the Keke-Napep, instructed the driver not to collect any money again from Mama as I paid her paltry transport fare. Before the driver drove off, Mama said a prayer for me in Yoruba. 

"Oshé wàá rí ànú gbà." Those were her exact words in Yoruba. It means 'Thank you. You will receive mercy.'

I felt goosebumps all over me as I said Amen to her prayers. I have heard people tell young people not to allow the elders place a curse on them with their white hair. On the flipside, I was receiving an early morning blessing with that white hair on top how much?

As I engage in a conversation with Abba, Mathew 5:7 dropped in my Spirit. I had been the one doing the talking before. He has now responded. That is why a correct prayer should be a two way communication. You talk to Abba and He talks to you. I stopped saying anything and I began to meditate on the verse of the scripture. 

The parable of the good Samaritan was brought to fore on the pages of my heart. As I took that prayer walk, I was operating in my priestly dimensions. So, I may have a reason to not show Mama mercy. After all, I was talking to God at that time. Coming through for Mama was going to be a distraction. I could also be that Levite who left the injured man and went his way by ignoring Mama completely. However, compassion welled up inside of me just like The Good Samaritan and I yielded myself as a vessel unto God to help Mama. 

Dear young person, there is a way you can live your life and you will raise army of intercessors for yourself without your knowledge. 

Mama will get home, she may narrate her encounter with me to her husband or children or grand children, those ones too will be moved by the Spirit to say a Prayer for me and the Angels of the Lord who are ministering spirit pick up this words of prayer and translate them from the spiritual realm till it finds expression in the physical realm. 

Tomorrow, when I need to open a door knowing that it will take mercy to open to open it --- The seeds of mercy I have sown in the past jokingly or even those I did not pay attention to will be remembered and the door will flung open.

I really want you to get this thing and take it beyond the face value of me showing someone kindness and I really crave that desire for validation. There is so much I do behind the online appearance that I do not document. I felt led to share this experience as this may be what will liberate someone in this NEW season.  

People cannot know you sow seeds of mercy everywhere you go to and watch evil happen to you. Never! Again, I say Never!

Dorcas died and there was a testimony of the widows showing Apostle Peter the coat and garment she made for them when she was alive. If you will form a mental image of that situation in your head, this widows must have been telling Peter, you need to call on your God to do something. Our benefactor must not leave us like this. God would eventually come through as Dorcas was raised back to life by Peter. I can imagine the kind of joy that will be radiating on the faces of those widows and everyone when she came back to life. 

Let me wrap this up by saying that while I am shocked when people show up for me when I need them, a part of me is not also surprised. If you show up a thousand times for people, while they may not be obligated to return the favour, when you need them once, they will show up for you. 

Sometimes, I tell Abba that I go to the place of prayer to pray for myself and the Holy Ghost hijacks the prayer and I begin to pray for someone else, his response was for me to keep sowing seeds of mercy and that everytime I do this, I am invariably raising an army of intercessors. 

This is just not about giving people money. Please do not be myopic about this thing or have a warped mindset about it. There a lot of ways you can show people mercy. If indeed you want the testimony of the Psalmist of DAILY BENEFITS from the Lord to be your portion too, then begin to sow seeds of mercy.

If you desire to share your experience of the strange MERCIES God shows you when your back is against the wall, then endeavor to show people mercy. Not weekly, not monthly, not yearly but DAILY!

Asides from the benefits attached to sowing seeds of mercy into the lives of people, let it be your default mindset to always be a channel of blessings to people. That day, it was Mama. Tomorrow, it could be a little boy, a colleague, a friend, siblings and anybody.

May God grant you understanding. Amen!

Let me know if you find this helpful in the comment section. 

PS: Blessed are the merciful, For they shall obtain mercy.

Matthew 5:7

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