It’s November and my goal for the year?? O sunmo fire, o jinna si obleeee.
This isn’t to discourage you from setting up goal for the year. In fact, I benefited from it. I was able to reflect and it kept me on my toes to get some things done.
December last year, I wrote down the goal and proceeded to commit it into God’s hands. Ehnnn na, shankolo like me. Kinni jero mi le da se (What can little me do alone?)?
Ladies and gentlemen, I wrote many things on that list. AG Baby was right when he said “baba ta n’ise wu?”. Who writes Goal for the Year without adding what would make you roll in dollars? According to what I wrote, I suppose don start to dae build my own house by now. Bhetttt I never even get land.
Reminds me of my future ambition in my primary school year book “Lawyer and Prophetess”. The former was due to my peperenpe(sharp) mouth but I still don’t know what was going on in my head to have written the latter. I honestly don’t have an explanation for it.
Diversion ke? Kamari! Back to the original pathway, na so so character and spiritual jangilova (jingle over) I dae go through this year. Different breakings that moulded me stronger. It got to a point I was searching for answers but was directed back to what I wrote; “Need to be more patient this year”.
Ahhhhh! Ordinary words wey no even reach ten. God really took it too personal sha. I know say I no too palash upstairs if I don dae vex but some of una like to dae test pesin patience.
What happened to other stuffs related to cool cash? E pain me sha. Which kind eye you wan use look me yen? Make I lie for you? Make I lie paint understanding believer picture for you ke? O dun mi sha but I learnt something.
Sometimes, we go through processes to prepare us ahead of what is coming. What if you get it now and you don’t have the right attitude or what it takes to manage it? This way, it’s either it gets damaged in one’s hands or destroys the person. We’ve had people get what they want and end up living in regret of losing it, just because they were not cooked for it yet.
That your waiting season, that your “I’m tired” season, try to pause and listen to what it’s telling you. Cry if you want to but don’t spend all the time on that. Dust yourself and try again. Restrategize, talk to people who can understand you (not those who’d add to your pain), talk to your creator. There’s no waiting season without a lesson — don’t waste it, open your mind to learn. And like I always say, turn it to a weapon of healing for others tomorrow.
Till I’m back to stir the drink, stay gbam!
