FOR KAS

I met him about four and a half years ago. I really cannot remember the first meeting or encounter but i am not sure i liked him. After some interaction,i felt he was too full of himself and concluded he was the devil i needed to deal with at that phase of my life. I avoided him and every one that seemed to be on friendly terms with him as much as i could. And then, i sensed he started picking on me. I can vividly recall the incidence that led me into going into prayers and my "reporting" him to God. I literally told God not to give him any room to rejoice over my downfall. I cried to God to honor me before this person of a man. In a short while, as i was becoming familiar with dealing with him,it suddenly came to an end. I was to no longer have any dealing with him, it suddenly has come to an end or so i thought. No excuse to stay back after my scheduled hours, No HBP, No threats..,No fear...Hallelujah. The joy and relief was soon replaced with boredom and a feeling of stagnation. Challenges were lacking and not even encouraged. But i still had my peace so nofin spoil. The boredom however grew...something told me there was more to all i knew and was doing. Who do i talk to? Who do i meet? Oh my! our paths crossed again. I needed his help...well not that i trusted him to but i went on to ask anyways after all we had no direct dealing. Weeks ran into months and i felt he had forgotten as i had but somehow he helped. I wasn't sure if it was help really or if he had miss having someone to victimize. Apprehension set in..anxiety..... I realized the need for grace again. He was unavailable, impatient, blunt, rude, both helpful and otherwise. He seemed to be a pain in the *** but he turned out not to be. He turned out a friend, the "thiefer" of my money.. He turned out not totally bad. I cant stop asking God for grace, wisdom, favor..in dealing with this.... Unknown to most if not all,i see the need and have embraced the Help of the spirit in dealing with this person of a man. It hasn't been rosy all the way. some days i wish i have power to do and undo. Some days i am angry to the point of shedding tears. Some days are good, full of laughter and smiles. I am who i am at my job because of God, myself and because he gave me an opportunity to be. Some call him boss, some "sup". Invariably, i report to him at work This is my way of saying thank you KAS. Thank you!