Flying Kites In Guyana
My mind goes back to my boyhood in Canefield Settlement, East Canje, Berbice. Around this time of the year I delighted myself with kite flying. It was my chief joy (when the kite stayed up)and hummed away.
Easter holiday came with the neighbourhood buzzing with several kites in the air. My friends and I had the challenges that came with kites flying close to each other. We had to control our kites to avoid entanglement with each other's kites. One unfriendly and subtle way to keep your kite in the air was to put razor blades on the tail of the kite. This strategy does not always work. Your kite could get down by other means.
One thing I learned then was the kite up in the air was symbolic of the resurrection of Jesus Christ. That didn't mean much to me then. I was a Muslim then. My chief joy was my kite, even when it couldn't fly. Now I can understand the symbol of kites in the air. Now Jesus is real to me and He is my chief joy.
You know my Guyanese friend, if your chief joy is not Jesus, you are missing out on much more than you know. Your life may be filled with other joys and even kite flying joys, but they are temporary joys. When the threads and chalk lines entanglements of certain troubles hit you the joys will not bail you out. You need the one who is risen to deliver you and give you the lasting joys of His presence.
The troubles that will come with His judgements cannot be escaped through any other.
I hope you will seek Him as your chief joy.
Happy kite flying, with Jesus as your chief joy, to all of you in Guyana who love Jesus.
And happy kite flying to all others in Guyana. Maybe one day, like me, you will leave off kite flying as your chief joy as you rejoice in the risen Jesus.
Abdool N
Easter holiday came with the neighbourhood buzzing with several kites in the air. My friends and I had the challenges that came with kites flying close to each other. We had to control our kites to avoid entanglement with each other's kites. One unfriendly and subtle way to keep your kite in the air was to put razor blades on the tail of the kite. This strategy does not always work. Your kite could get down by other means.
One thing I learned then was the kite up in the air was symbolic of the resurrection of Jesus Christ. That didn't mean much to me then. I was a Muslim then. My chief joy was my kite, even when it couldn't fly. Now I can understand the symbol of kites in the air. Now Jesus is real to me and He is my chief joy.
You know my Guyanese friend, if your chief joy is not Jesus, you are missing out on much more than you know. Your life may be filled with other joys and even kite flying joys, but they are temporary joys. When the threads and chalk lines entanglements of certain troubles hit you the joys will not bail you out. You need the one who is risen to deliver you and give you the lasting joys of His presence.
The troubles that will come with His judgements cannot be escaped through any other.
I hope you will seek Him as your chief joy.
Happy kite flying, with Jesus as your chief joy, to all of you in Guyana who love Jesus.
And happy kite flying to all others in Guyana. Maybe one day, like me, you will leave off kite flying as your chief joy as you rejoice in the risen Jesus.
Abdool N
posted by Abdool N @ 10:13 a.m.
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