Tenacity to Purpose

I have come to realise that as people we get used to substandard love and treatment from those around us. This can be in friendships, in relationships, even in working relationships with colleagues. Humans are flawed, that’s just how it is. In my own life I have realised that you never stop learning how to love others well, and you never stop learning how to be loved well. I have noticed that once a person has had a bad experience with someone either mistreating them or not showing real love, they tend to have a hard time being on the receiving end of good treatment and true love as a result.  This change, is not as a result of not being able to spot the difference between good and bad treatment. No. It is as a result of not seeing themselves as worthy of receiving that love, and also being afraid that this new and good treatment will not last. There’s that thought at the back of their minds that this treatment is too good to be true and cannot be maintained. We get so used to...

We dress up, not to fess up but to put on the scene of the day. Smiles and hugs when you just want to cry out for help. We're born actors with academy awards lining up the bathroom floors that catch our tears. What's the use of lipstick when it's just covering the cracks in our speech. What's perfume and cologne when they're just covering up the stench of our septic wounds.  We flatter each other with the batting of eye lashes and pleasantries, while the inner child is waiting for the perfect time to cry wolf.  We apply make up to our wounds and put on our superhero outfits like people who can fix the world when our worlds are falling apart. We're told to hold it together even when there are too many pieces to keep track of. We're told to just give it time but we don't even have time to catch our breaths and acknowledge what it is that we're feeling. Like pain, disappointment, discouragement, exhaustion, even feeling numb is a feeling. So how a...

Once she stopped focusing on the cracks on the sidewalk,  she looked up and realised that the sun had always been shining.  She did not know when it happened but there came a time  where she lost the confidence to keep her head up. Instead,  she began tracking the movement of her feet  as she moved through life. Focusing on her feet caused her to see the flaws in her walk.  The veins in her feet. How crooked the third toe on her left foot actually was.  And how dirty her white all stars were.  She forgot what it felt like to lift up her face to the sky.  She forgot what it felt like to gaze at the blue sky and lose track of time. Her imagination and creativity had dwindled,  because all she saw was the rhythm of her steps,  the dirt on the side of the road and withered flowers resting on the pavement.  Not much to write about when all you’re focusing on is the cracks on the sidewalk. At firs...

I'm sure that it is every human beings' wish that they be given a get out of jail card when it comes to the different struggles that we go through in life. I know of very few people who get excited when life throws them a curve ball that has them feeling like they just received a punch to the stomach. Trials and tribulations are a part of life, and some trials are bigger than others. Sometimes they'll have you thinking that everybody else's struggles look easy or light compared to yours. But there's probably someone looking at you and thinking that your troubles look like paradise compared to theirs. The other week I kept getting the thought that whenever we ask God for something, especially character traits, He will send us challenges that will build that character trait. For example, if you ask for patience, you will be placed in situations with other people where you are forced to exercise patience. If you want a muscle to grow you have to exercise it frequen...