After my cousin Francis completed his matric, the family asked him the usual question,
“What do you want to do with your life?”
He was brave (now that I think about it) and actually said that he wanted to be a sound engineer, and make music. Now, I am a liberal optimist, I believe if you work hard at whatever profession, things will work out as long as you have a passion for it.
But it wasn’t up to me.
It was up to the G/rents and his father TheWarden who are stereotypical conservative Christian Africans. And they collectively lost their shit.
“How does he think he is going to make a living? OBW talk to your brother. Talk some sense into him. Music is not a career, maybe he can do it as a hobby but not for a living!”
The whole family was subjected to this topic for a good 2/3 months. They talked him out of sound engineering and into accounting. He struggled a bit with the training, but now he is doing his articles. Though he is perfectly fine, there’s a spark that he no longer has. This guy knows his music, especially hip hop. He has so many albums of music and aside from knowing their lyrics; he knows who produced it, and can place the artist just by hearing a line or beat. This guy lights up when he is listening to music. I think if he pushed himself he could have made it, especially since this was around 7 years ago. By now he would have been part of the SA hip hop renaissance, among the likes of Tweezy, Anatii, JustFeness, and Riky Rik.
I just hope life doesn’t wear him down and he pursues his passion in the future.
This isn’t the first time the clan has meddled. Mah wanted to be a veterinarian and they said no, Nightingale want to be a pharmacist and they said no, TheWarden got a full ride to do geology abroad but they said no. The only one who didn’t back down and got what they wanted was my uncle OlderBrother. He told them no and picked his own career and hustled through his choice. Now, ironically, he is now their pride, working in Europe.
And I get it, they just wanted their bululus to pick safe career choices, the kind that has a higher job security. But it’s amazing to me that, you say you are a Christian who believes that a man walked on water, but being successful in music,
This is just one of the many reasons I am unsubscribing to Christianity, well the African variation anyway.
[African] Christians are strange hollow creatures that do things for the pageantry and the price, which is SO wrong. I heard a sermon a couple years ago that really made me question their whole rhetoric. He pointed out that we should love God because He loves us not because we want to go to heaven. I mean thinking about it another way, you don’t love and respect your father because when he dies you could inherit the house. And if you do, you are a sociopath.
The worst part is the sheer hypocrisy of [African] Christians. How do you believe that several people rose from the dead; several bodies of water were separated; men walked unharmed by wildlife; and one day, a great majesty will come from the sky. But you don’t believe that an African can make a lot of money without juju. Africans cannot build modern day empires or state-of-the-the-art technology. You think Folorunsho Alakija, Sifiso Dabengwa, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Wangari Maathai, and Aliko Dangote are exceptions of our race, not the norm.
What God is this that you serve?
Do you actually believe in Him?
From the way you act, I don’t believe you deserve the title of Christian. I think you heard about Jesus, liked his message and enjoyed playing dress-up; putting on the costume once a week or when it suits you best.
So when my family heard all their children’s dreams, why didn’t they remember Joseph? He dreamt that the sun, moon and eleven stars would bow before him. He went through unimaginable hardships: slavery, a false rape accusation, and imprisonment, but God delivered. He became second in command in one of the greatest empires on earth.
Why didn’t they speak to Francis and say it would be difficult but if he asked God and believed he could do it, then it would happen. Why weren’t verses of reflection and encouragement handed out:
“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” Matthew 7:7
“Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you your heart’s desires.” Psalms 37:4
“But Jesus looked at them and said to them, ‘With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 19:26
How come your God can only send out acceptance letters, and not move mountains like Jesus promised in Mark 11:23?
Why are these verses only reserved for finding a job at a company or writing exams, never when you want to start your own company or do something “outside the box?”
Where was the belief in God? Is it not written,
“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13
Where is your faith when you cannot remember Matthew 6:26,
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”
I am done with Africans who say they are “Christians” but aren’t actually willing to believe. No, I will not come to bible study, seeing as you do not practice what you preach.
Edited by Sweet&Bubbly
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