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I was trying to get an Uber home from work, so I had to walk a short distance to try and avoid the heavy traffic, I wasnt about to pay so much to sit in somebody's car doing nothing but stuck in traffic.

When I finally got to a free area, I decided to wait by a fine building along the street and ordered the Uber, for me this was economical, easier and cheaper.

Right there where I was standing, 5 minutes later, a cranky looking man approached me selling ci******es. In his exact words, he said, "baba, which brand? Na benson?"

I was just standing there looking at him. In my head I was thinking plenty things, like; do I look like a smoker? Am I dressed like someone who would like ci******es? Ha! As soon as I was able to comport myself, I replied with a smile, "no baba, I no dey fabb, thank you." (FABB means smoke. Dont ask me how I know, I'm street 🤣)

About 40 seconds after he left, another guy came to me. This one was carrying a small side bag. At first I thought he was coming to ask for cash, not until he said, "boss, I get dope, make I arrange?" .. apparently he was talking about w**d, again, I felt really embarrassed, I mean like what's going on with me today? The look I gave him even in the dark where I was standing, he did not hesitate to disappear from my front.

Then the oga kpata kpata of them all. One mallam just carried himself from nowhere to come and ask me if I wanted condoms. No you don't understand guys, the effontery, he was so sure I would buy those condoms from him. It's just the guts in which he said it, "oga, na Vickers I want ñ na smooth I go use? Make I bring am for you for seven?" ... wait, even if I wanted to buy condoms, lets just say I want to do something radical tonight, 7 packs of condoms? For what? Do I want to kill myself before Jesus comes? Or am I celebrating my birthday? I don't get it.

Okay this was just the high point of my embarrassment tonight. After telling the mallam off, I looked at myself, head to toe, I'm not dressed like one of them guys who would fancy this, I dont look like one, I dont smell like one, I'm not even the one signalling for these vendors to come, so what's up uhh?

Just before I could utter another word, the spirit of God said to my heart, "child, turnaround and see where you are standing?

The moment I turned around to see where exactly I was standing, the sign behind me reads 'SILVER LOUNGE - st*****rs night.'

Com'on Val, you don't look like one of them? Really? But you are standing where they're found.

I felt really awkward, thank Goodness my Uber arrived just in time. I was already afraid the next vendor that will walk up to me will be a stripper asking if I needed a ride, Because the fault is not hers, but mine. Even though I didnt look, dress or sound like one of them, it was hard for those folks to believe I'm different, cos' I was standing right at the centre of their attraction.

Dear single and faithfully waiting on God without any pressure,
WHERE ARE YOU STANDING?

This was the question that kept bothering me in that uber ride, where are you standing?

Some of you the reason why you are not meeting the right man or the right woman for you is because you are not positioned where God expects you to be found. Some of you are TOO GOOD for the kind of potential suitors coming your way, I understand, the problem most times is not your character, its not bad luck, you are not cursed, its just a problem of location, you are waiting on the sons or daughters of God in a place where His enemies are found. And many times the problem is not a function of geographical location, it is also mental!

What kind of a potential partner are you waiting on God for? Some of you are waiting for a certain type of husband that God doesn't produce. Some of you the kind of wife you are believing God for can only be produced by Telemundo. Wrong waiting position!

You are waiting on God for a good man, but all the closest friends around you are runs girls, some of them cheat on their men and you know it, some of your friends you even help to cover their promiscuous steps so their men wont find out. Some of you are believing God for a good godly marriage but you are covering an aunty who is cheating on her husband. When her husband calls you lie for her. We know you are not like your friends, but it's hard to tell you are different when you are standing at a wrong mental position.

If you are tired of the unpleasant repeated patterns in your life while waiting on God, maybe you should look around to be sure you are standing where God wants you to be found.



Allison Hyacintho