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Drink!

While walking to school every day, I encounter some of the plateau farmers down the bridge working already, on their plantations.

A few of them have their small vegetable farm down the bridge where they plant Cabbage, Carrot, Lettuce, and a host of others.

The bridge was my favorite route and the closest to the school, so I see the farmers almost every day like the moon and stars waving at each other before lighting the dark earth.

Most times, I pause and just watch their activities like one of my favorite Telemundo series.

Their level of commitment and sacrifice is so mind-blowing. These farmers come out early in the morning regardless of the cold, they deep their hands into the frostiness of the flowing moisture and they smile in the act.

What caught my view was a man who had his plantation way farther from the bridge.
He needed to water his grains as well and amazingly, he connected pipes from as far as the bridge, to where his plantation was.

It was like a two-hour trek away from the bridge but that never discouraged him, he got pipes and formed a pathway. He knew his grains would die if not watered, so he acted fast and the piercing cold of the morning could not hinder him.

He acted like a young man determined to get a particular damsel, he’ll do all he can to get her heart, because his daily joy and sweetness are tied around the walls of her neck and the tenderness of her sweet smile.

At the end of the harvest, he got the best yields and his heart hosted a joy so boundless.


Some one too have been out in the cold, so early, regardless of the piercing effect. He has come to form a pathway so that the water of life will reach you. (He’s Jesus)

He knows that, if it doesn’t, you might die, and you will not survive the coming draught.

But I see you frustrating his efforts, I see you removing the pipes, perforating it with earthly pins of sinful desires and it pouring away.

Wolves will soon invade, famine will soon arise, the rivers will soon turn to blood and if you have not been drinking you can’t withstand the adverse condition of the enemy.

Now that you have the provision, please, DRINK TO THE FULL, TILL YOU ARE DRUNK WITH THE HOLY GHOST!!

©IPA fictions.

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