WILL I SEE MY CHICKEN IN HEAVEN? - LWY EP 1
Have you ever lost a pet you loved before? Have you ever thought of where animals go to when they die? Did it cross your mind to hope you'd get to reunite with your pet someday, especially in heaven with gold litters everywhere and your pet screaming your name and jumping up in excitement? Will you ever see your pet in Heaven?
Find out in this blog post - CHICKEN EPISODE 1 - Will I see my chicken in Heaven?

On October 29 2021, Mr X (let's leave it that way) - [Mr X is into chicken rearing] called me that morning and informed me about one new chick that wasn't well.
When I saw it, I was emotional. I decided to carry and take care of it.
This was my first time carrying a chick. I had tried once several years ago but the helpless chick almost died because I was irritable.
I felt empathy towards this 4-day old chick who had sprawled legs and was unable to walk properly. It couldn't eat too. It was helpless - very helpless.
I totally forgot that I was scared of carrying chicks but I carried this one; at least, empathy made me do so.
I immediately got a flat bucket cover to place the chick. I put some food and water around it and tried to place it in a position it would easily eat but this chick did not move.
I got my gloves, took a syringe, made into powder some Vitamin B-complex and flagyl tablets.

Hehehehe, make some noise nau, Pharm.D Layo in the building.
I began to feed it and it gradually began to eat, slowly.
Remembering this story, I don't know why I did this.
I don't even know who gave me the license to ground the medications I combined or what gave me the assurance that it was going to work.
I just wanted to help this helpless chick. I hate seeing people in despicable states and to me, this chick was not just an animal. It was a soul - God's creation.
It slept for a while and waking up, it was much stronger. I was glad.
Out of desperation to help it get to its feet sharp sharp, I went to google to search for some DIY remedies.
I cut some bandage and plastered the legs in a correctional position which would strengthen its legs to walk.
I kept watching over it and checking its health.
By evening, it was much stronger but desperation got the best of the moment. I overfed it and... well, it died.
Yes, the chick died in my hands.
That moment, I think I understood what it meant to lose something precious.
I teared and did it well. I was sad.
What went wrong? How did it even die? Why will it die despite the treatment? (Even though they were quack)
It wasn't human but I felt the pain of losing something dear even though I had spent just a few hours with it.
15 seconds earlier, I still fed it with the syringe, 5 seconds earlier, it was shaking its head like a convulsed being and this moment? It was gone.
I looked at it, I tried to remember, I tried to imagine, I tried to go back in time, I tried to meditate upon that moment, I tried to...(call it anything, I did it): I just couldn't catch that exact moment it gave up the ghost.
I was sad, really. In tears, I began to ask myself "Is this how people die? Is this how one is alive this minute and dead the next?"
It was a sad experience for me despite it being an animal that died.
Mrs X who was inside the house heard my tears and shouted "are you crying? That thing doesn't have a soul, throw it away and come inside."
Instead, I went to the back of the house and cried more.
I wanted to give it a befitting burial as a sort of remembrance but I remembered something.
It didn't have a soul. Reason: it wasn't created in the image and likeness of God. For more emphasis, read Genesis 1:26-27
I lost my boss at work almost 3 years ago, I was weakened. I cried too. It looked like a dream but the moment I tried to catch it, it was gone.
Then, I defined death.
I likened death to a loved one leaving the house: leaving with nothing; not even with a phone or money, no clothes, no goodbye to where you never can trace them.
Maybe sometime in the future, eternity will have telecommunication networks that can connect the dead with the living (pun intended).
Today, as I write you, I have a new definition of death.
Death is when a person leaves without anything, no phone, no clothes, no money, didn't even say goodbye and goes to account for everything he left behind. [Hebrews 9:27]
I asked myself "will I see my chicken in heaven?" Will it recognize me as the one who cared for it or overfed it that it died?
I decided to listen to Mrs X - to throw the dead chick away.
To clear the air, don't worry, I didn't sing burial songs for the chick, I just threw it away. (it pained me but it's not that deep).
If the death of an animal could be that painful, how much more a human who has a soul?
What if death comes? What if rapture happens? Whatever happens that takes you away from your loved ones into a different world of living is death.
My chick died a natural death and I would probably never see it in heaven because it doesn't have a soul but if you die today, where will you be?
You have a soul, man.
You have a soul, lady.
Where a man accounts for everything is eternity.
Where will you spend your eternity?
I have some news(good) for you.
Some people never die. Yes, some people don't die.
Those who die in Jesus sleep, they don't die. To crown it all, when they leave without goodbye to their family, they have a home secured for them. [John 14:2]
They meet with Jesus, who on that day with arms open wide gives them a big hug and hands over to them their house keys.
You too can sleep in Jesus; at the ripe time. (that you're reading this is a proof you have a second chance to decide your eternity vacation).
If you are uncertain about where you'll spend your eternity and would like to surrender to Jesus, please say after me:
Lord Jesus, thank you for your word this day to me.
Please, save me from my sins and put in me a new spirit. Help me to walk with you all the days of my life and reign with you in eternity.
Thank you Jesus for saving me. Amen.
If you have said this, I rejoice with you and I welcome you to the fold of Christ.
Keep walking in the joy of your saviour until that day, Jesus with open arms hands over the keys of your house to you.
Please, make sure you attend a Bible believing church so that you can grow. You can reach me on WhatsApp [+234-903-471-6728] to pray with you. I'd love to share in your joy and testimonies too.
If you have lost a loved one, I sincerely empathize with you.
I want to encourage you to keep walking with the Father so you can reign with Him and hopefully, you see you loved one(s) in a better place.
God bless you. Have a blessed Thursday.

Continue reading the Chicken episodes
Episode 2 - My prodigal mother hen
Episode 3 - Princess
Episode 4 - Expectations
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