A Brief Sunday Meditation... Sometimes, after years of failure, there comes a time in a persons life when the most middling of successes appears, in the persons eyes, as a mind-blowing achievement of sorts. If you doubt this, just look at the way Arsenal and its fans are celebrating their recent FA cup win, like it is some unattainable Grail never achieved by anyone - not even them - before. And this is sad, debilitatingly sad, a sign of people who do not remember just where exactly they are coming from, and how great their club was in the recent past. One wonders whether this is some huge joke or something. It kinda reminds me of my country somehow. Not too long ago, we read of our government officials and some citizens going gaga over the fact that, thanks to some miracle of Rebasing-nomics, Nigerias economy has now surpassed that of South Africa. Now, forgetting even the fact that the whole thing was a mere Arithmetic Ojoro, let us go back to Nigeria just after Independence. We were rubbing shoulders with countries like India, Malaysia, South Korea, Singapore and et cetera, our eyes a-fixed on the US and Japan. But now, we are merely content with using South Africa and even Bostwana as our development benchmarks, despite the fact that we have far more resources and manpower than those countries do. Uber-sad. But that ought not to be the case. When one finds ones self in such a position, one should do well to remember how things were with one in the past, just where exactly one is coming from...and where exactly one needs to be, which is a higher level. If one does this, one can now understand that one ought not to rest on the said success, but ought rather to see it as a stepping-stone in the process of getting back to where one used to be, and even surpassing the latter. One was never meant to fly on the level of trees like some pigeon. One was rather meant to soar in the azure like the eagle that one is. My point: I am not saying that you should not celebrate success, however small. But you should never allow the harsh events of life and small victories in the midst of those to make you settle for being just a bit above average. You were meant to be a great champion of champions, not merely a local king of the rat-pack. Look up from the mediocre glitz and see just how brightly you are meant to shine, like the star you are. And focus on the latter, not the banal former. I greet you all this Sunday. Selah. #LookingForTroubleThings
Posted on: Sun, 18 May 2014 07:50:31 +0000
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