Sticks, Stones,Rags and Rubbish 1
Earlier today, I was blessed to be a bit idle…a situation that has become a recurring decimal in our nation today because of the general blackouts. Is it just over here or has there been no power supply anywhere for the last month?
Well, I couldn’t work and I couldn’t afford to burn diesel in the afternoon since I would need it at night as well. I did the only other thing I could do. I took a reclining chair outside, under the shade of a tree and settled down to read a book: SOAR by TD Jakes….Amazing book by the way.
While I sat there, one of my neighbour’s children snuck into the compound and began bringing out an abandoned drum set from the shack at the extreme… they were just hollow circles to me and I just shrugged; “Children will be children” I thought.
While I read, I noticed He seemed to have an agenda. He was persistent…He began carrying torn bags of rice, rags, abandoned plates and sticks….He was working like a Polar Bear preparing for hibernation. As I watched the pile of rubbish began to mount so I decided to drop the book and watch. My curiosity had gotten the best of me.
Soon, someone interrupted the movie; His elder sister was raving in the background; “if Mummy catches you with all that rubbish, she will beat you up! Didn’t she warn you to stay away from that rubbish…see how you are staining yourself!”.
He retreated much to my dismay and I soon returned to my book. As surely as a squirrel leaves the hole, he soon reappeared and started setting up this massive pile of crap. As I watched, He began using seats as stands and sticks as props and soon before my eyes, A drum set emerged… Plates for cymbals and Rags for veloms, but it looked good.
By this time, I wasnt reading anymore. I was enraptured! What puzzled me was how he would come across a problem and immediately start looking around… surely enough he would find a worthy improvisation to make. He soon sat down and began playing…he wasn’t a stellar drummer and it wasn’t the most beautiful sound I had ever heard, but that there was even a sound was a miracle enough.
Why am I sharing this story? You see… I have been in a dire strait of recent. Things just didn’t seem to be working out for me as well as I wanted. I honestly have been struggling with faith and courage and hope, but this graphic illustration taught me so much.
Here it is; Look around you! You can make what you have work… Maybe you are down because you don’t have a new 7 piece drum set, but what about all that “Rubbish” lying around?
I mean, You may not have about 6 figure job, but you can write and have written a book. You don’t have a platinum album, but you did write one great song. You didn’t find that TDH dude with the Ferrari but there is a cute brief guy smiling at you daily at work…Make it work!
The greatest miracles are not always without, they are not always on the stand in some fancy shop. Not everyone has a silver spoon in their mouth, but I honestly haven’t found what a silver spoon can do that a wooden spoon can’t.
It’s okay that you have a glorious destination in mind, some people might take a flight to get there, some a ship, some a vehicle and yet some, feet. The fact is…They would all get there if they persist.
Walking to Abuja for Buhari was a feat, it was celebrated…Driving there is not exciting news. If you can make all that “rubbish” work. The sound may not be like anything you heard before, but it’s uniqueness will make people drop their books and stare!
If you are like me, my message is simple; Don’t give up, Look within you and around you, there must be something you have been ignoring…Make it work!
Success in life some times is all about Sticks, stones,rags and rubbish. (2s2r)
I want you to share any unlikely success or inspiring success stories of yours or someone else you know in the comment section.
Let’s start an inspiration revolution!
Like TD Jakes said in His book; Anyone can SOAR! Your Story just might make the difference.
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Till the second edition then, Find your sticks, your stones, your rags and your rubbish.