The Nexus Point
The church went wild as my two legs hit the floor, the feeling was exhilarating. I didn't know exactly why I was smiling, maybe it was because the teens church had just wowed everyone with their dance performance, or maybe it was the sunday rice and chicken that was waiting for me at home.
Teenage church back in the day was bliss, we were all so young, innocent, thirsty for the word of God, and most of all, yearning to make a difference.
This was before the alcohol and the drugs, before the late night parties and pre marital sex, before the failed relationships and the heartbreaks, before the obituaries and the burials.
We all grew up in our own ways, some of us are happily married now, some are on the streets, still hustling, some got kidnapped, at least that's what we tell ourselves, as justification for why they never reached out all these years.
Some got great jobs and are living the good life, some never recovered from their heartbreaks, some lost loved ones, and their lives turned upside down, some got addicted to drugs, and ended up in a rehab, some are still strong in the spirit, serving the lord like nothing ever changed.
After all is being said, the teens church was the Nexus point, a point that connected us all together, a place where we were all like family, a place where our conscience was at peace, because we felt like children of God, and nothing could stop us from achieving our set goals.
I guess life had other plans for us all