They say God works in mysterious ways, but how mysterious? I can’t say much about that. The controversial creation story, and the tower of Babel alone can give you enough reasons to fathom how mysterious He can be. We shouldn’t forget how He rained manna from above, He made water come from a rock, He sent doves to feed one prophet; not really sure if it’s Sha or Jah, but He did it. He mysteriously guided some small stone to kill a giant, and mysteriously kept someone in the belly of a whale for I think 3 days or so. Blame your Sunday school teacher if you don’t know all these, or better still blame yourself for being that stubborn kid they always said would go to hell.
I remember how I used to love the gospel Psalms. Well I still do. I remember those days when I could recite Psalm 91 like I do Kanye now. God!!! I need to find my way back to the cross. Well, no matter how fallen I am, I can never forget the 23rd chapter, and the 5th verse to be precise. At least not until today; a day when scripture was fulfilled in the world of the beautiful game. Not once, but twice, and in a space of 10 minutes, I believed that God works in mysterious ways.
I once heard of the story of David; about how God lifted him from the woods to the throne. And how He prepared a table before him in the presence of his enemies. I know, my faith is nothing to write home about but it is unimaginable, more unimaginable than the ring falling into the hands of a Hobbit, than for a 70 million striker to gift two goals to his fiercest rivals.
Surely, goodness and mercy followed David all the days of his life, but Lukaku needs a shepherd, and he is definitely in want.
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