I knew a boy who thought he was God's prophet

I knew a boy who was thinking long into the night. He told himself that "when I awake, I'm going to be God's prophet". He decided this because his country was going through great peril and many people were living in fear of death. He believed before that many did fear death but only when they were about to die. But many were now living in fear of death which was a terrible thing to him as well as to the welfare of his nation. Because of this drastic fear, there were measures put in place by the government and the people to protect themselves from their current crisis. But things did not improve, it only got worse.

So the boy thought that He would be a prophet and preach to the people to inform them that their calamity is a sign from God and that they needed to repent of their sins. He thought that if he preached this and the people did repent then perhaps, the crisis would go away and people will be delivered from their fear of death for that was what he was most concerned about. For even though the crisis had taken a lot away, yet the boy himself did not fear death and wondered why many could not be like him.

Although the boy did not really know if this was a punishment from God, or even more that he himself was a prophet because there was no calling from God, only his own desire that he ought to be one. He took it upon himself to be God's prophet and prayed for forgiveness if God is offended by this because he believed that his actions flow from a pure stream.

When the boy did wake, he did as he desired. He went up on a hill and started to preach. He preached with his whole heart and many gathered to hear what he had to say. He beseeched the people with great earnestness pointing them to the book that had said that all this calamity would take place if the people should turn away from God. Many listened intently and a few stayed long into the night deciding right there to be his disciple.

The boy's movement gathered momentum and in time his message penetrated the heart of the ordinary folks as well as the rich. Everyone in the city eventually came out of their house no longer fearing death. Every knee was bowed and every mouth knew at least five or more hymns. The darkness lifted away from the city and the crisis ceased. The town grew prosperous and the boy was hailed as a hero and a great prophet. But the boy throughout his life always wondered if he really was God's prophet. Throughout his prayers, he always apologized to God that he took it upon himself to act out the role of His prophet and prayed that when they meet face to face that God would have mercy on him if he had acted presumptuously.

K.Oni