Was Jesus born on December 25?

Question: "Was Jesus born on December 25? Is December 25 Jesus' birthday?"

Answer: Speculation as to the time of Jesus’ birth dates back to the 3rd century, when Hyppolytus (ca. 170-236) claimed that Jesus was born on December 25. The earliest mention of some sort of observance on that date is in the Philoclian Calendar, representing Roman practice, of the year 336. Later, John Chrysostom favored the same date of birth. Cyril of Jerusalem (348-386) had access to the original Roman birth census, which also documented that Jesus was born on the 25th of December. The date eventually became the officially recognized date for Christmas in part because it coincided with the pagan festivals celebrating Saturnalia and the winter solstice. The church thereby offered people a Christian alternative to the pagan festivities and eventually reinterpreted many of their symbols and actions in ways acceptable to Christian faith and practice.

December 25 has become more and more acceptable as the birth date of Jesus. However, some argue that the birth occurred in some other season, such as in the fall. Followers of this theory claim that the Judean winters were too cold for shepherds to be watching their flocks by night. History proves otherwise, however, and we have historical evidence that unblemished lambs for the Temple sacrifice were in fact kept in the fields near Bethlehem during the winter months. With that said, it is impossible to prove whether or not Jesus was born on December 25. And, ultimately, it does not matter.

The truth is we simply don’t know the exact date of our Savior’s birth. In fact, we don’t even know for sure the year in which He was born. Scholars believe it was somewhere between 6 B.C. and 4 B.C. One thing is clear: if God felt it was important for us to know the exact date of the Savior’s birth, He certainly would have told us in His Word. The Gospel of Luke gives very specific details about the event, even down to what the baby was wearing – “swaddling clothes”—and where he slept—“in a manger” (Luke 2:12). These details are important because they speak of His nature and character, meek and lowly. But the exact date of His birth has no significance whatsoever, which may be why God chose not to mention it.

The fact is that He was born, that He came into the world to atone for our sins, that He was resurrected to eternal life, and that He’s alive today. This is what we should celebrate, as we are told in the Old Testament in such passages as Zechariah 2:10: “'Shout and be glad, O Daughter of Zion. For I am coming, and I will live among you,' declares the LORD.” Further, the angel that announced the birth to the shepherds brought “good news of great joy that will be for all the people” (Luke 2:10). Surely here is the cause for celebration every day, not just once a year.

GOT POTENTIAL

GOT POTENTIAL?

What can you realistically expect to be or accomplish? That depends in part on how you define “realistic.” Nobody knows what we’re capable of better than God, and often His definition of “realistic” is “potential.”

He knows our limits—“He knows our frame; He remembers that we are dust”—but He also sees our hearts and continually looks at us from the viewpoint of what we can become.

God expects us to do what we can, but He doesn’t expect us to be perfect. He knows we’ll never be perfect, and if we’re smart we’ll realize that it’s foolish for us to try or pretend to be. We have to do our part, but our part isn’t to be perfect—and that’s the beauty of God’s plan!

Once we receive Jesus as our Savior, He lives in us. And if we will remember that we’re weak and imperfect and nothing, really, without Him, He can come through and be our everything. “We have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us.” His strength is made perfect in our weakness. God loves to do amazing, extraordinary things through some of the most unlikely, imperfect people who find themselves in the most seemingly impossible situations. He does that to show us what He can do. It’s never about how good or strong we are. It’s about God and His goodness and power.

With God nothing is impossible, and He knows that no matter what has happened in the past or what our current weaknesses or lacks may be, we can change; He can make us better. We must learn to see ourselves through the eyes of faith, through the perspective of what we can become, what God’s power can transform us into, what Jesus can be in us.

So what if you aren’t perfect! Who is? You can still be a great success in life if you let the Spirit of God work in you and through you. His Spirit will fill in the gaps of the little problems and imperfections. God doesn’t need perfection from us to work His wonders.

Make room for God to work by not looking at your shortcomings and imperfections, but rather by looking to Him to help you reach your full potential as you do your part and hold Him to the promises He has made to you in His Word.

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Psalm 103:14 ESV – For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.

John 15:5 ESV – I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.

2 Corinthians 4:7 ESV – But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us.

Onyedikachi Kingsley Ogbonna (Surv.)

GOD CAN DO THE IMPOSSIBLE

GOD CAN DO THE IMPOSSIBLE

To one degree or another, just about all of us are unsatisfied with ourselves—but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. A certain amount of dissatisfaction is necessary if we’re going to keep making progress. To become all that we can be, we must dream of being more than we are. The problem is that too many of us stop there, in the dream stage. Why do you suppose that is?

I suspect that more often than not it’s because we don’t think we have what it takes to turn our dreams into reality. And we’re usually right about that. We can make some changes by sheer willpower or working harder, like reaching a new sales quota or dropping a dress or pants size. But what about the bigger changes, the changes inside that we know would make us happier and better people? It’s that kind of change that is often most elusive.

We’re not good enough, we tell ourselves. We have too many flaws and make too many mistakes. We’ve tried and failed too many times. What’s the use? It’s just not in us!

Jesus summed it up simply when He said, “With men it is impossible, but not with God; for with God all things are possible.” The secret lies in putting ourselves in God’s hands and letting Him do the impossible for us and through us and sometimes in spite of us. We may be small and weak and incapable, but there is a very big, strong, capable God just waiting to give us a hand. With His help, it’s easier than you ever imagined to make those “impossible” changes in yourself.

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Matthew 19:26 KJV – But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible.

Mark 10:27 KJV – And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible.

Mark 11:24 KJV – Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them.

Onyedikachi Kingsley Ogbonna (Surv.)

APPRECIATE THE GOOD

APPRECIATE THE GOOD

After I commented on my blog about a Christian song that I had found particularly inspiring, someone wrote and asked if I was aware of certain personal details about the singer/songwriter. I wasn’t, and learning these things about him came as a bit of a surprise.

I still appreciate the song, though, and I don’t feel that this man’s lifestyle choices change the fact that the song contains a beautiful truth. I’m thankful for the way that song moved me, and for how it is reaching people with God’s love.

We don’t have to embrace everything about a person in order to appreciate the good that he or she does. If we can take on this attitude, it will help us to be less exclusive and to find common ground with people who are different from us.

If we judged everyone according to things they have done that we don’t agree with, or by the sins they may have committed, we would miss out on a lot of very good things. We would have to reject the book of Psalms, because the author of most of those psalms, King David, plotted an innocent man’s death. And we couldn’t appreciate Moses’ leadership or the five books of the Bible that were authored by him because he killed a man in a moment of anger. We wouldn’t appreciate and benefit from a good deal of the New Testament, either, because the apostle Peter denied Jesus, and the apostle Paul persecuted some of the first Christians before he found Jesus. We would have little inspired music if we started to dissect the lives of those who wrote or produced each song. For that matter, we’d have very little in life that we could appreciate or benefit from, because no one is perfect. Where would we draw the line?

The point is, when we see a beautiful piece of art or hear some beautiful music, we can appreciate it and the inspiration behind it. Even if the artist or composer didn’t know where that inspiration was coming from, we do. “Every good and perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights.”

Think about Jesus’ interactions with mankind when He lived as one of us. He welcomed people who had made choices that He certainly didn’t agree with. Those things weren’t what mattered to Him. What mattered was that they wanted His love, and He gave it freely. If Jesus, perfect and without sin, was that accepting and welcoming of everyone, how can we do less?

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Psalm 31:19 ESV – Oh, how abundant is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you and worked for those who take refuge in you, in the sight of the children of mankind!

Psalm 27:13 ESV – I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living!

James 1:17 ESV – Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

Onyedikachi Kingsley Ogbonna (Surv.)

*THE EDGE* *Episode 7*

*THE EDGE* *Episode 7*

Mide had just finished attending to an emergency patient suffering from a heart attack. The patient was admitted and put on a life supporting machine. She was tired and later retired into her  office. She decided to have a short nap and she had another dream.

In the dream, She was climbing a hill with someone she's so familiar with. They were both laughing and playing all the way till they got to the top of the hill. They were both having a good time and suddenly the person she was with, pushed her down the hill. She was going down and shouting for help when suddenly a rope from nowhere caught and started pulling her back up. She got back up and realized someone else pulled her up.
The voice of one of her colleagues woke her.
"Dr Martins! Dr Martins!"
She raised her head up suddenly and realized she had been dreaming all along. She wiped her face with her hands.
"Yes Dr Ayo!" she replied
"Your attention is needed in ward 87" he said
"Alright" she replied, getting up immediately from her chair and reaching for her lab coat and stethoscope. She staggered to the entrance of her office's door. Her colleague had to hold her to prevent her from falling.
"Are you okay Olamide?" he asked  feeling concerned before leaving her on her own.
"Yes i am" she replied with a smile. "Now let's go save a life" she added jokingly as she went out of the office with her colleague.
But the truth is, she wasn't really okay. The two dreams had terrified her. Nobody need to tell her she needs to go see Pst Mrs.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning in the Adejuyi's house. Pastor Adejuyi had traveled the previous day for a Ministers' conference held outside the country. The rest of the family, consisting of Pst Mrs and the children had just finished their morning devotion when they suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Faith, go and check who is at the door" Pst Mrs ordered.
"Yes Mummy" replied the 9yr old baby of the house. She came back few seconds later  with a lady behind her.
"Mummy, it's sister Olamide" she announced with a smile.
"Good morning Mummy" she greeted, kneeling down.
"Morning Olamide" Pst Mrs replied.  The other children greeted Mide and she replied them with a faint smile.
"Are you okay? You look so down" said Pst Mrs after a thorough observation.

Mide had been given the rest of the day off after she fainted in the hospital. Her call was supposed to end by 12pm the following morning. The hospital's CMD (Chief Medical Director) had advised she should go home and rest since a sick doctor can't treat a sick patient. She didn't go home but rather came to Pst Mrs's house straight from the hospital early that morning.
"I'm not fine Mummy" she honestly confessed. Physically and Emotionally, she's stressed.
"come, let's go to my study and talk" Pst Mrs said as she stood up, held Mide's hand and took her to her study.
"Sit down and tell me all about it" she said, immediately they entered a small room in another part of the house.
Mide felt reluctant talking at first but she later threw away her garment of fear and told Pst Mrs everything starting from Dara's bossy attitude up till the two dreams she had but she didn't mention the part where he slapped her or when he came to apologize.
"Hmmmmm" Pst Mrs sighed heavily after hearing all Mide had to say, then she asked "Is that all?"
"Yes Mummy" replied Mide
"so how about the part where he slapped you and came back to apologize the next day and you hopefully took him back" she asked with a motherly smile.
Mide adjusted her seat uncomfortably.
"Listen Mide, i know everything you've just told me"
"You do?!" Mide exclaimed in disbelief
"Yes. The holy spirit told me all about it before you came"
"chai!  This holy spirit sha!  He doesn't even know how to keep somebody's secret" thought Mide.
"Now let me tell you the interpretation of the first dream you had. The expensive car you were driving is your pride, ego and status. The GPS is the holy spirit. Despite your pride, you were still following his directions and you never got into trouble till you got to where the two men stood. The one with the map is Dara and the other man is Samuel" Pst Mrs narrated with a gentle motherly voice. She's always like that when giving counsels.
"Samuel??? No Mummy! It can't be" Mide exclaimed. She could already guess where the interpretation is going to. Nevertheless Pst Mrs continued
"The map Dara was holding was his pride, ego, beauty and social status which you fell for thinking you are on the same page. You equally thought Samuel's keg of petrol, his humility and service in the vineyard would dent your beautiful and expensive car, that is your pride and status. And so therefore you went for Dara. I think you can guess the rest of the story now" Pst Mrs narrated, then paused for a while.

  Mide was already soaked in tears by the time Pst Mrs finished.
"Now to the second dream. Just like the first one, the familiar person you went up the hill with is Dara. Listen Mide, I'm your spiritual mother and i won't lie to you, if you marry Darasimi,  yes you will get to that height God has designed for you just like in the dream but Dara himself will be the one to push you down. According to the dream, the man who rescued you was Samuel"
"Noooooooo!!!!!!" Mide screamed. She's just can't accept the fact that Samuel would be her husband.
"Hmmmmm Olamide!  Samuel is God's will for your life. You can choose to follow it or not but if you are going to follow it, do so before it's too late just like it is in the dream"
"But i love Dara Mummy. I love him so much" wailed Mide
"Yes we all know you do but he is not God's will for your life. Slapping you was proof enough. You have to cut off that relationship as soon as possible or else you'd put your life at risk" advised Pst Mrs as she pats Mide's back. She was already sitting on the floor crying her eyes out.
Pst Mrs continued
"I knew this was the reason why you said you wanted to see me yesterday. I couldn't help but ask the holy spirit why you wanted to see me and he revealed everything to me. God wants to use you mightily for this generation Mide and the devil will stop at nothing to terminate that plan by giving you one of his own as a husband. Mide, you are at the edge of the cliff of your life. The choice you make now will determine if you are going you fall or not" Pst Mrs said.

  Mide almost cried her eyes out that morning. She was hurt, not only because she has to leave Dara no matter what but because she just can't afford to go out of God's will for her life. She doesn't have a choice, NOT ONE!
She kept on weeping and Pst Mrs kept on giving her tissue paper to wipe her tears till a whole roll finished. She went to take another one in the bathroom and started giving her again. Pst Mrs gave her all the luxury to cry well.
"It's better to cry till you get tired now than to live in regret all your life" she said.

After crying for over 30mins non-stop, she got up and sat on the chair.
"but why did God allow me to go this deep in love with Dara when he knows he's not for me Mummy" she asked softly. Her voice is gone out of crying too much. Hardly would anyone hear her.
"Because he didn't give you a go-ahead before you went ahead and said Yes to Dara. He just wanted to prove to you that you can do nothing on your own and his will will forever supercede yours. You can go miles without him but you'd still have to go back and start again just like it happened in your fits dream" explained Pst Mrs.
"Mummy, by the time i got back, Samuel had already gone with another car"
"Well, maybe that's your punishment for going against God's will"
"And what does that mean Mummy?" she asked curiously
"It means God might have given Samuel another daughter of his. If that's the case, you'd have to wait till God gives you another of his children. The more you pray, the sooner it will be" she replied.
"Aaaah" Mide put her hands on her  head " I'm done for" she said and started the second round of her weeping.

To be continued... In the Next  episode.

*THE EDGE* *Episode 6*

*THE EDGE* *Episode 6*

Pastor Mrs Oyinkan Adejuyi is the Pastor's wife of Olamide's church. She is not only a Pastor's wife or a Pastor but she's also a Teacher and a caring Mother. She has a discerning spirit and so many youths fear going to her for counseling because she knows when you are lying or keeping some part of your story. So if you are going to her, go with a complete open mind. She is as sensitive as that.

She is also the Principal of a well known high school in the town. She was preparing for work as usual the following morning Mide had the dream when her phone suddenly rang.
"Hello Mummy" Mide's voice was heard from the other end. "Good morning ma"
"Oooh Olamide, Good morning my dear" she replied, smiling
"How was your night ma?" Mide asked
"We give all glory to God" Pst. Mrs replied, then added "I hope you slept well too"
"Yes ma, Thank you ma" Mide replied then paused for some seconds and continued
"How is your schedule like today ma?" she asked
"Well, it's not too tight. I hope there is no problem?" Pst. Mrs replied
"Not at all Mummy. I just have some issues to discuss with you" Mide replied.
"Alright, i'd be home from 3pm. I hope it's fine with you"
"I think so, because i'd be on call at the hospital from 6pm till the following morning" Mide replied
"Ok. Let's do it this way. Can you come and meet me at school since there's nothing you will be doing at home from morning till then. We can talk and if we don't finish, we can go continue at home" Pst Mrs suggested.
"How did she know it's an issue that will take a long time?  This Pst. Mrs won't stop behaving like a witch sha" Mide thought, then said
"Alright ma, I think that will be better. I'd be there around 12pm"
"it's okay. I'd be expecting you then"
"Alright ma. Thank you ma" Mide replied as she ended the call.

Mide got out of bed immediately she dropped the call to go prepare for her meeting with Pst Mrs. She was done dressing up and when she checked the time, it was 9.30am. She still had time so she decided to relax and watch TV. She decided not to tell Desola about her break up with Dara before she  tells Pst Mrs and so when Desola called her earlier that morning, she only gisted her about the visit to Dara's family's house.
She was peeling an orange when she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She was surprised because she wasn't expecting anyone so early. She went to the door and pulled the curtain to see who it is before opening the glass door. She was taken aback with who she saw. "DARA!!!" her heart screamed
He was looking so sober and had obviously been crying. He pleaded with his hand for Mide to open the door for him.
"What do you want Dara?" she asked, immediately she opened the door.
"Mide please just let me in, then i'd tell you why I'm here" he pleaded on his knees.
Mide looked at him with so much pity. She had never seen him looking this way before. She cleared the way and let him in. Dara entered into the house while Mide adjusted the curtain.

"I repeat, what do you want?" she asked rudely
"Olamide, I'm so very sorry. Please forgive me. I don't know what came over me last night. I'd never do anything to hurt you. I love you so much Ola" he pleaded, on his knees with tears on his face.
Mide chuckled and said "This is unbelievable! So you can still have the guts to come to my house to tell me this Dara, after what you did last night" Mide roared.
"I know Olami but I'm so sorry. I swear it won't repeat itself again".
There's only one occasion Dara calls Mide "Olami" and that's when he knows he's really at fault and really wants Mide to forgive him.
"I can't live without you Olami. I want you back in my life" he continued.
Mide sat down on the nearest sofa with her heads bowed. Just some hours ago, she was regretting ever loving him now she just couldn't see him weeping. She wasn't expecting him to apologize since it's not his style, so seeing him on his knees with tears in his eyes could only mean one thing, "He's a changed man"
 
"just get up please" she said as she pulled him up and hugged him. "it's okay dear. I've heard you"

They were together for the rest of the day. Olamide completely forgot her appointment with Pst Mrs. She switched off her phone just to avoid any unnecessary distractions from her new found love for Dara. "He could be bossy and arrogant but at least he's still gat that soft spot for me" she thought.
They went to a restaurant and from there to a park, laughing and playing all the way. Oh!  What a cute couple they are!
  Olamide got back from her world of fantasy when her clock struck 6pm. She suddenly got up like an ant just bit her.
"Oh my god Dara, I should be at the hospital by now"
"it's okay. I'd take you there right away" Dara replied
"No, I can't go looking this way. I have to go back home to change. Besides, I have to take my car too, my lab coat and stethoscope is in there" she explained
"Alright, let's start going then" Dara said as he stood up from the field they were sitting on earlier. They both walked to the car and Dara zoomed off with speed.
Mide got to the hospital around some minutes to 8pm. She already had a lot of patients waiting for her so she started work immediately. She was doing a ward round when she heard a man making a call.
"Okay Dee, i'd come tomorrow morning when I finish the meeting with my Pastor" the man said and walked away.
It was at this point Mide remembered her appointment with Pst Mrs. She hurried back to her office to call her immediately.
"Hello Mummy"
"Yes dear. I've been expecting you since morning, I even called Adesola to ask if she knows your whereabouts but she said she called you last in the morning " Pst Mrs said
"I'm so sorry ma" Mide had to be careful of what she will say next because Pst Mrs will know immediately if she lies. "I had to go somewhere important with Dara, that was why I couldn't make it" she said, knowing fully well that Pst Mrs knows Dara. She counseled both of them during the Marriage counseling period.
"Ooooh" Pst Mrs replied, then kept quiet
"But i'd find some other time to come ma" Mide added.
"It's okay. I guess you are at work now" Pst Mrs asked
"Yes ma"
"it's alright. See you later then" Pst Mrs said as she dropped the call.
Mide heaved a sigh of relief immediately she dropped the call. It wouldn't have been funny if she had given a flimsy excuse and Pst Mrs would tell her she just lied. She really doesn't feel like telling her about the dream anymore. She felt it's no longer necessary since things are now back to normal with her and Dara.

To be continued... In the Next  episode.

THE EDGE* *Episode 5*

THE EDGE* *Episode 5*

"How dare you ask me such a question Mide" Dara blotted out angrily.
"Jesus Christ! Dara!  What on earth have I done again? Mide asked. She knew Dara is angry over something meaningless again so she sat down. She's still carrying the stress of working over night.

"Mide, I'm talking to you and you are sitting down?" Dara asked authoritatively with a mischievous smile.
"so I should hang on the ceiling right?" replied Mide being sarcastic. She has really had enough and she's ready for Dara's ranting so she needs enough strength.
"Ehn ehn, so you now talk back at me right? Ola!"
Mide refused to reply him. Anybody sensitive would know she's talking out of her reserved strength. She's really worn out, even Dara's Mum noticed and asked her if she was okay.
"Listen Dara, if you are not ready to tell me what's wrong then we can always discuss it later. Right now, all I wanna do is sleep" she replied.
"How could you be so impatient to the extent that you forced me out of my Parents house just because you want to come meet your useless friend?" He blotted out.
The whole sentence seemed like someone poured hot water on Mide. She didn't know where the strength to talk to Dara came from.  She jumped on her feet out on anger.
"Dara, how dare you refer to my friend as useless? Who are you for crying out loud?" she raged loudly
"Who am i?" he asked rhetorically. "Mide, did you just ask who am I?" he said, then smiled mischievously.
"and speaking of your parents house, how could you say I forced you out of there? Haven't they been your parent before you met me?"
"Just shut up Mide. You have just proved to me that you are not worth been called a Mrs. Cause if you worth it, you wouldn't choose a friend over your future family" he continued.
They were both standing up and blotting out angrily.
"No!  You should shut up Dara. I have really had enough of your bossy attitude. I thought you were better than this. First of all, you took me to your parents house without telling me earlier and........
"Oh, was that why you couldn't even treat my sister well? Because I didn't tell you earlier? I saw the way you responded to her greetings, like you hate her" Dara said, cutting in
"Yes!, and that's because of your insensitivity. I told you I've been working all night and yet you chose today of all days to take me to them. How else do you expect me to greet your spoilt sister who couldn't even greet. Can you even remember I greeted her first?" Mide blotted out angrily
"How dare you call my sister spoilt Mide? "
"and how dare you call my friend useless too?  Desola is like a sister to me if you don't know and I won't take it from you calling her useless. Even if she is useless to you, she is a very important person in my life and she cares about me, unlike you that cares for nobody except yourself" Mide replied on the top of her voice. She didn't hear Dara say a word but all she heard was a resounding slap. Dara, her all in all, her soulmate, her lover and assumed friend had just slapped her out of anger.
"Dara!  You slapped me?!" she said, with her hands on her cheeks. She still couldn't believe it. She'd vouch for him anywhere that he can't touch a woman.
"Yes I did!, what can u do?.......You deserve it with what you just said? How dare you Mide?  I repeat how dare you compare me to that rubbish friend of yours. Who cares if she cares about you? I said it earlier that you've proved you don't worth being called Mrs yet. You need to be sent back living under your Father's roof so you'd learn from your Mother how to talk to a man that's gonna marry you" he blotted out unapologetically
"Yes Dara, and you have just proved to me that you are not worthy to be called the husband of any woman. Get out of my house!" Mide replied angrily, still shouting.
"You are sending me out of your house?  Mide! " Dara asked in a rage
"Yes, it is my house and you have no say in it yet,  now get out!" she replied with her hands pointing at the door.
"You can go to hell for all I care" Dara replied and walked angrily to the door.
"One more thing" Mide said and Dara stopped, he had opened the outside door already.
"This relationship is over!" she ordered
"Whatever!" Dara replied as he walked out and slammed the door.

Mide wept herself to sleep that night. She loved Darasimi with all her heart. She was ready to do anything just to keep him to herself but he slapped her!  Shuuu!  That was the needle that broke the Camel's back. She could take in anything a man does but not when he's abusive. She had heard a lot of stories about women in abusive relationships, she  just can't open her eyes and go into one.

She slept that night
and had a dream.

In the dream, she saw herself driving a very expensive car. She was on a journey to an unknown destination to deliver a message. She had a GPS cause she didn't know where she was going to and was faithfully obeying the directions of the GPS. She needed someone to accompany her on this mission and there were a lot of people on the highway trying to wave her down to stop the car and pick them. She kept on going and when she got to a place  where 2 men stood, she stopped to see if one of them can accompany her.
One of the men had a map that showed they were going in the same direction and the other man had a keg of petrol. She felt the man with the petrol would dent her car with his heavy load so she went for the second man with the map. She and the man was enjoying the journey till they got to a junction and the man told her to turn, cause that was what's written in his map. She insisted the GPS hasn't told her to turn yet and therefore she can't disobey it. The man got annoyed and got off the car and waited at the roadside for another car.
It was at this point she  checked her fuel meter and realized she's short of it. She had just enough to take her back to where she left the other man with the keg of petrol but by the time she got there, the man had gone with another car. She couldn't continue her journey and regretted not going for the man with the petrol in the first place. She was still lamenting in the dream when she woke up.

Mide was confused. She didn't know how to interpret it but she knew it has a very vital meaning and there's just one person she knows will understand it. She decided to go meet that person the following day.

To be continued... In the Next  episode