Blogtober Day 2...

Have you ever made a mistake you thought you could never come back from? This is a food for thought question. I have made so many mistakes all in attempts to figure life out. I had a professor once tell me, “If you aren’t breaking things, then how do I know you’re learning!” This was said to after a broke a very expensive laboratory item. I’ve also heard celebrities say it takes failure to grow or if you fail at least it means you’re trying. All that seems true in theory, right? But truth be told failure sucks, and no one goes into something hoping they fail. I also don’t want to look back at my life and see a trail of missed opportunities.

 I think about those who have gone before me. The ones that laid a path for me to be able to get this far. The cloud of witnesses that are rooting for me to win. I think about those who are to come after me. What path will I leave for them? I want to leap, skip, run, jump blindly into whatever God has for me because I want for those that come after me to have a paved path to Christ. In 2001 I went to Fisk University. That wouldn’t have been possible if the Fisk Jubilee Singers hadn’t banded together to save the school in 1871. In 2004 my father died, and I transferred to Tennessee State University. Had a bald Jamaican man (whom is near and dear to my heart) not fought for his education I wouldn’t have a degree in physics. In 2014 I should’ve been planning to take my qualification exams in the PhD program I was in. When they didn’t renew my contract, I thought my world was over. I thought I had hit rock bottom but there was more to fail at yet. However, had that not happened I wouldn’t been in the area of physics that I’m in today, doing what I love.

 Our choices matter but our failures matter too. I’ve lost at love a lot and I’m okay with that. I love me and rediscovering my love for me has been the most beautiful journey. I know that one day the right man will see me and appreciate my weirdness and my ability to over think everything. I haven’t counted out every area of my life just because I failed several times. I mean I failed a lot in college and look at me now (that’s funny and painful). It’s okay to fail. It’s okay to succeed right out the gate. There is no right or wrong way to life as long as you are living it. Live today. Dream about that thing you wanted a long time ago. Remind yourself it’s okay to pursue your dreams no matter your age. Remember all good things come from above. The path was laid for you and I. Now, what path are we going to lay behind up. Let’s lay a path where life was lived, and we tried and failed and tried again, and again until we made it to the end. When we look back at that bath it will be covered with the beauty of life. Thank you for reading and sharing. I hope you enjoyed



Love ya

-Juls

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  1. "..our failures matter, too." These words are the most sweet painful words we can repeat to ourselves. We can spend so much time avoiding failure without realizing until it is an option we can never fully grow or find our path or be vulnerable... all that is beautiful in this life includes at minimum the risk of failure. Sweet words to remember everyday! Thanks Juls!!!

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    1. Thank you Kels for sharing your beautiful thoughts here. Love you so much. Thank you for reading.

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