Do you feel like you’re glued right on the circular orbits of time?
To you, everyone seems to be moving ahead but you’re nailed at one single, rotten spot.
Parts of this piece will be communicated from a Christian perspective because that’s the way I can best comprehend this subject. So if you’re a Christian, like I am, you will better appreciate my chosen course of direction.
Here’s how it all began
As a young child, life was it. Rich. Beautiful. Satisfying. In fact, I thought I had it all. I grew up in an upper-middle-class family and my parents catered for us with the best of their pockets.
I progressed through elementary school and college quite quickly, at times skipping classes. And then I was about to enter university. Guess what? I didn’t know what to study. Sad and, well, a bit strange.
I drifted from medicine to optometry, then hopped from pharmacy to being a police officer (sure, for the love of guns). I couldn’t set my focus on one. Just one aspired course.
Here’s how I began fitting my puzzle
So I thought deeply, could I be lost in confusion?
Now, I’ll like to say no. I may not have had the good fortune many kids had in knowing what they wanted early enough and pursuing it with determination and rage.
But I’ll choose to say God had a set path paved for me.
There are people who want to be writers even before they knew what a paragraph was. But I was none of that. My occupational choice went wild in course. Lost in target.
Eventually, I settled for Computer Science because it had the buzz of the era and I thought I could make lots of money being an IT guru.
I completed my Bachelors and Postgrad in IT but it felt like I dragged myself through the Sahara desert. The whole way. It was hot and one hell of mental drudgery. An energy-sapping affair.
Here’s the path that leads to the steps that leads to the solution
This is a litmus test to tell if you’ve clenched at that thing you were born to do.
Almost certainly you’ll find ease, peace and excitement in it. But if your feet are too heavy to get out of bed for work each morning, it just may be your present career isn’t written in your blood.
One day, I decided to try my hands at writing. I won’t say I’ve always wanted to be a writer but it seemed like the activity suddenly erupted like a spark from within. And I welcomed the light. All the while this gift sat right within. Uncultivated but alive. Cluttered yet sound.
I wrote a few articles which my sister published in their school notice board and that became my launch. Over the last 3 years, my writing tempo hasn’t decreased but progressively has been maintained.
If you don’t believe in God, I think you should, because He makes dead things come alive.
Proverbs 16:9 clearly says: A person plans his way, but the LORD directs his steps.
The comfort from my story
I can’t say I’ve arrived at the zenith of my writing career, in fact, I’m just starting.
Meanwhile, I feel peace, contentment and such drive to unleash my best – my creativity, philosophies and ideas – on the pages of blank paper, electronic media, anything!
I feel I have stories to tell and the craft to tell it as best as I possibly can. I perceive I may have a couple of things people might want to know and I’m glad if I get it across to them and they wrap their arms around it. That is the joy of a writer – the beauty of an active and rewarding imagination.
The strokes of my pen may persist and my portfolio build, but the longer it does, the more confident I am that I’m doing what I love. That I’m correctly aligned with my Creator’s intent.
Writing is a gift. Gifts are extraordinary. Gifts hold seeds of greatness. Certainly, any gift.
Proverbs 18:16 aren’t garbled words. Divinely inspired it says:
“A man’s gift makes room for him and brings him before great men.”
You may think you’re stuck in the circuits of time – you see everyone moving forward, people getting married and having babies – but you can’t understand why your case seems different. Or like me, you may be struck with a spell of indecision.
You’ve tried everything within your means to break through the mesh of confusion but all you’ve met is haziness and twice it.
This is cause to be hopeful
Don’t give up. I want you to know you’re work-in-progress even if you can’t understand it yet.
God has a plan for your life. Part of it could mean being held as slaves for 400 years like the Israelites, or a 30-year long-delayed promise like Abraham or a decade of servitude like Joseph.
Am I kidding? No. Maybe not. But I’m sure it will be beautiful. Eventually.
You’re not forgotten or stuck in the circuits of time.
Like Abraham, the Israelites or Joseph you’ll definitely know. One day.