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
"..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!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kels for sharing your beautiful thoughts here. Love you so much. Thank you for reading.
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