my journey

Old-school Yoruba Hymn

This story touched my soul.

All I kept hearing was “keep praying for Tosin” and “help find Tosin.” So i google-d it (of course) and found out this pharmacy student was missing. I was reminded of her again today so I tried to search for any updates into the investigation, and came upon this link.

Of course people would wonder why this seemingly bright student, with Christian ministers as parents would ever be depressed… but we all know that there is always more to a story. There is something each of us is going through which we do not share with everyone, maybe no one. What is a big problem for someone may look silly compared to someone else’s.

Stories like these remind me to always live my life sympathetically, and non-judgmentally. You may nod your head in agreement, but take a moment to meditate on what the really means.

+ Maybe instead of retaliating against someone who has wronged you, do something uncharacteristically nice. 

+ Maybe it’s just smiling and saying good morning warmly to the security guard who always looks so angry.

+ Maybe it’s an inward approach. Maybe we should look around our lives and be reminded of all of our blessings, and that someone may look at us one day and say “Why should that person ever be sad?”

You never know who you might be saving. Who you might help get through their day.

Rest in heavenly peace Tosin.