A lesson on obedience.

I'm big on listening to the Holy Spirit.

I preach it, I advocate it, I even walk the talk sometimes.

But other times I exhibit "suffer-head tendencies".

(God help me.)

I know He's speaking to me, I know I should do what he's saying but I insist to do things my own way, even when I know I don't know better.

But yesterday was not one of those times.

I had just received my second rejection from a scholarship to a bootcamp I really wanted to be a part of.

I'd poured out almost all my heart into applying for it.

Mehn...

I know I kid myself about being good at handling rejections.

But at this moment, I was down in the dumps, licking my wounds when He told me, "Go and reply the reject email."

I mean, it didn't make sense to me. At all.

I'd missed the scholarship, they'd already started the bootcamp. It was over.

But I didn't fight Him. I picked up my phone, switched it on and sent them

"Thanks for letting me know."

Deep down inside my mind, I knew it was pointless.

Or was it?

This morning I got a mail from them saying that I had been selected to join the bootcamp, with a replay link to the session I missed yesterday.

😎😎😎

What if I hadn't listened?

Just thinking about it.

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