It is not my End!

Hi guys, Happy New Week to you all. This week's prompt got me teary as I reflected on some setbacks I experienced years ago. While it's quite emotional, it has made me stronger, wiser and better in all ways. Nobody wants setbacks, everybody wants to progress and move fast.

However, certain things come our way when we least expect it. While they have the capacity to jeopardize our dreams, we shouldn't just allow it. Setbacks are not failures but they only become failures when we refuse to get back on our feet and move on.

After my last semester in the university, we all signed out and celebrated our successful years on campus and thanked God for helping to attain such a great feat. We had all finished our projects, packed our belongings and left for our respective homes, waiting to be mobilized for our one year mandatory national youth service.

Unfortunately, after a few months of leaving the school, they uploaded our last semester results and I discovered I failed a course. How come? People rarely fail courses in their final semester. In fact, the course I failed was one of my favourites, so it was hard to believe. I cried profusely and ran Helter Skelter for help. Nothing changed. It was a major setback for me.

Thus, I had to go back to school to retake the course for another year. It was painful. I couldn't move at the same place with my mates again. They had gone ahead, and posted for NYSC, while I had to go back and started attending lectures with my junior ones. I almost ran into depression until I decided to let God take charge. I started thinking otherwise, whether God allowed the setback for a reason. I assured myself of God's love and decided to move on. Moving on was easier than expected. In fact, do you know I met my husband in that same class I went back to.

Yes, I met my husband while retaking the course I failed. He was my junior and I coincidentally sat beside him four consecutive times in class. Hence, we started talking and began our relationship. We eventually finished the academic year and both of us got mobilized to the same state, Local Government and the same PPA thereafter.

It was hard for people to believe, the setback was actually a blessing in disguise. God allowed it, so as to go back, meet my husband and move together. The one year mandatory service was so easy and fun with him. In fact, I might even be single if I had gone together with my mates. In fact, the NYSC wouldn't have been that interesting if I hadn't gone with him. We came back after a year, got married and lived happily thereafter.

It is important to note guys, that setbacks could be blessings, strength and protection in disguise. Once it happens, just know that nothing happens behind God.

Assuring myself of God's love is the best strategy that helps me overcome setbacks. Also, self love is another thing. When you love yourself you wouldn't want to see yourself wallowing on the ground for long. You would want to dust yourself and move on. I also learn from my mistakes and I don't repeat the same errors. Setback is not failure, refusing to move on is failure.

This is my entry to the hivenaija weekly prompt.

Thanks for reading.

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