Thursday, January 21, 2021

The Pestilence is Real

In October 2020, it was reported that Scientists in Nigeria have developed a cheaper and faster Covid-19 test kit that will enable testing within undertested population. The new test was said to be cheaper at $25 than other PCR tests, with results in less than 40 minutes, the Nigerian Institute of Medical Research (NIMR) said. Sadly, months after, Nigeria Immigraton Service continue to charge 50,000NGN ($100) to travellers for mandatory test. 

While covid numbers are not soaring, death by covid continues and many wonder why. Why more covid cases when all that many continue to do are small parties with social distancing observed. All are mandated to mask, hands washed, temps taken. For drinks, grubs and photos, it’s mask off while chitchat continues uncontrollably. Folks can bet all are covid free BECAUSE only low tempers were admitted. Time to dance and the culture of hobnobbing to outdo others in spray spree takes over. No one remembers that covid lurks seeking lungs to latch on. Exhaling and inhaling is all it takes for corona’s visa, yet many are oblivious it takes much more than mask, sanitise and distance. 

My friends got it at a family party. The person who was unwell was said to have a stomach bug; no one masked. In days, he was dead; his wife widowed, leaving two in emergency, two quarantined at home; saved largely by divine knowledge – nutmeg and coriander blend. Panic was well distributed amongst family and friends! Had they not been cautious to decline my invitation to a dinner and I modest to accept and not fuss, I may have been an unfortunate beneficiary of the infection and so would my guests, 3 with two elderly ones with pre-exiting conditions that would definitely have aggravated any viral infection. 2 days after, we were in church, this was before the diagnosis. One day after I was with one of them, masked only because Holy Spirit reminded me to. 

Thousands and millions have died; the pestilence is real. Many who are asymptomatic have become ignorant jolly distributors… Yet, when fever strikes and coughing spikes, “it is not my portion” becomes the chant as you swear by distance to mask and sanitiser that it cannot be covid. Presidents have caught corona, beggars have died of covid outside the statistics of those who made it to the hospital… 
I cannot say it enough; we die once. If yours won’t be from covid, be led by the Spirit of God on what to do, where to go, who to visit and when. The living would have many more years to party. It is now time to withdraw into solitude and PRAY.

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