I overheard a guy lamenting over a failed charge at his aspiration. At an interval, he said, Oh, this fifth time again? Can I really, ever make it again? Am I not a failure in succession? Can I ever yank myself off failure ever? Though I sympathized with him, it got me sunk deeply deep the thought gully. And in the course of the thoughtfulness, while I have remembered the saying that life dont give to you what you are worth in it but what you demand from it, it beamed on my mind the spotlight of acknowledgement that most of the time, we are the architect of our momentous failures. Or, if we can stand our ground while an effort failed the target and press harder, we cant succeed? At a latter date moreover, a bosom friend thrown me a question that worked me to a passionate answer while reflected on this topical. Adeyeni, dont you prepare for failure at all? After all, change is very constant in life? He had asked. Prepare myself for failure? Why should I key myself into that when God has assured me His thoughts for me are good? And when my kind of orientation gives room for every second risk taking? Huh? I had spat and waited little. And before he could talk, I pushed a surbodinate, Of course, I will take nothing for granted, but my mentality must romance success every time? Think about it now: wont that be like I am labelling Him a lier? Besides, if I never created me by myself, then cant really expatiate on how I have grown up to my current size, does that not proven Him ever faithful? I mean, EVER? Why will I do myself such preparedness then? Besides, isnt it true that what a man confesses is what he believes, and what he believes is what he becomes? I had been swift to lecture him at length. He had sighed in admittance of that swift lecture I gave. However, still, he wished as absorbingly I shed a little more light on that perspective of mine. Truly, because life is no bed of roses, while no one can predict it, things may not take the shape we got the mindfulness. Wait, wait. Really, sometimes, there must be the black cloud before the coming of the rain. For me, there is a perspective that keeps my focus sharpened, that which got the hook on the reality of my waking up everyday. Now, argue it if you care, does that not places the fact that the better days are ahead? As the Yorubas will say, as long as there is life, there is hope. And if the zoom, as long as we can push tenacious focus at seeing farther ahead, we can make life count as worthwhile unto our fulfilment. I am keeping the drive of mine, I dont know if you are same, I dragged to a conclusion. For the little while that follow, he just wont talk as readily; and if more, couldnt push me on with his arguement either. He let his back and head keep a rest on the wall behind the long bench we had sat on all the while we engaged the reflection. Sure, this perspective of yours has thrown the light of re-orientation on my perception of this phenomenon called failure now. And, as much as I know now I have never been perfect at my channelling of it, I guess my resolution to beat failure is re-geared now, he said. I just nodded affirmatively hence. -Theblaqwrita.
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 10:57:53 +0000
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