There are many things I should have written about by now; say, how I made it through the gruelling, gruesome January, the euphoria that came with the realization that the troublesome January was no more and ofcourse, the magic of the much anticipated Valentine’s Day. I should have written about all these things but a cocktail of laziness, procrastination and exhaustion from constantly running around as I prepared for my graduation wouldn’t let me. It would be giving in too much to laziness if I didn’t write about my graduation seeing that it was one of the major reasons why I didn’t write about everything else.
Tuesday, February 21st, 2017. The day I was officially conferred on a Bachelors of Science in Mechanical engineering. In first world countries, graduation ceremonies are a much sophisticated affair: the graduands sit in a hall and as each name is read out, one majestically walks, with head held high, to the front where they receive a handshake from the Principal amidst ululations and cheers from their parents, friends and relatives. In Uganda, mmmmhh…not so much sophistication. With over 1000 graduands in a single day, there isn’t time enough to shake every hand and say something nice and emotional about everyone. But let me not bore you with things you already know, let’s delve into the things you have no idea about; like why I was super excited about my graduation.
February 21st 2017 was, for me, more than a celebration of getting a Mechanical Engineering degree, it was a celebration of the goodness and faithfulness of God. I heard the pride in my father’s voice as he gave his speech, saw the joy written allover my mother’s face and I knew that it couldn’t have been by might, power or strength, it was all by the Spirit of God. How else do I explain how the little, big eyed girl wearing an oversized pink dress for a uniform, carrying a black polythene bag for a school bag and running barefooted to a UPE school is now a mechanical engineer? How do I explain that this same girl, who’s grown up in the village of manafwa, where most of her age mates and former class mates dropped out of school aeons ago, is well on her way to unfathomable success? How do I explain that this girl has been raised by a teacher and housewife who had four other children to support? How do I explain that the girl who spent half her time in fellowship related issues and the other half of the time in non-academic related issues managed to perform excellently? How do I explain that despite every hurdle, countless painful moments and many of what seemed insurmountable challenges, this 22-year-old girl is now a Mechanical Engineering graduate? It could only have been the work of an Almighty, all powerful God!
John 9:1-3 As he went along, he saw a man blind from birth. His disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” “Neither this man nor his parents sinned,” said Jesus, “but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him.
Why were you born deep in an unnameable village and not some fancy place? Why weren’t you born in a family of billionaires and trillionaires? Why isn’t your life as flashy and as glamarous as that girl’s next door? Why aren’t you the most beautiful or handsome? Why does your life seem to be one hardship after another? Why are you you and not somebody else? Why are you going through what you’re going through currently?
No. It’s not because you sinned, nor because your parents sinned. It’s not because you have a generational curse following you around. It’s not because God wants to embarrass or spite you. Everything is the way it is so that the workings and the power of God may be displayed in your life. Do not stop believeing, do not let go of this hope: you were made for His Glory and because He is a faithful God, you will indeed be a manifestation of His Glory!
Many congratulations to all that graduated!