For the first time in my life—like a stealthy cult, I found myself in a local prison. Why on earth would dad have done this to me? He arrested me for leaving home early that morning and returning late in the evening.
I couldn’t control my tears after I had received some lashes, and with the palatable, satisfactory look on the checker of the prison yard, I was left all alone in the jail room.
Silently, I couldn’t resist my lonely feeling. I hated my new home. A prison yard— littered with cigarettes and dirt?
After some hours, my mind drove home to the thought of life in reality.
The same dad who arrested me came some hours later to bail me out, and it was evident that dad hadn’t forgotten about me in prison.
Even though I hated his dunce action at the moment, I still felt his love within.
Like a mortal receiving some hits from her pestle, my heart kept pondering on my ordeal, and I began to feel sorry for some prisoners in the dark corner of the world without anyone to bail them out. They are likely the saddest on earth because their parents are unaware. Could this be a new jail, then?
I realised there is a new jail in life where so many have refused bailouts. The new jail needs no money to free its prisoners, as anyone could be captured in it.
I could have fallen victim to this new jail, except for the love I felt within dad. I knew I wasn’t lost. I knew I wasn’t going to remain in my first jail forever.
Dad bailed me out of this new jail; his act of love alone made me escape the negative feeling after that awful experience.
Many souls are out there—Arrested by Negativism and Jailed by Depression
Their minds have become a prison yard built by fearful thoughts, thus, unable to showcase their true selves. As my dad bailed me out, I thought so hard about who would bail them out. I knew God could do this, but via you who’s reading this article.
Do not fail to cultivate the potential deeply buried in the soil of your heart and soul to set others free from ignorance.
I escaped my jail through a single mental shift via Daddy’s love in helping me to know I still have an identity.
You can also escape and bail others out if you release the love within you to others to help make them better rather than bitter.
Written by John Tosin Adekunle
John Tosin Adekunle (JTA) Nigeria, Africa
John Tosin Adekunle, with the pen name JTA, is an inspirational writer, author, and a bookclub owner from Nigeria.
He writes to help youngsters discover, release, and maximize their unique potentials.