Ever feel
like you’re always backward? Like way way behind with your schedules, slow in
graspin' all you need to learn, late with all the trendin' news? I find myself in
these categories most times.
I’m usually
already awake fifteen to twenty minutes before my alarm rings. And as much as every
inch of me would love to fall back asleep, I just don’t. So I’d often reach for
my phone and hold it till the briskness of the alarm tone pops my eyes open and
wills my feet to the floor. Then I’d grope through the darkness, to turn on the
light. So my day starts with the hope that I can be on time with and on top of
the things I should get done, but it rarely feels like I’m gettin' there at all.
I happen to
be pursuin' a higher degree in a field different from what I studied as an
undergraduate and there are moments durin' my classes when I feel slow, uncoordinated
and insecure (you know, like a fish out of water – not comprehendin' what the man
at the board is sayin'). There have also been several times at my choir
rehearsals when I’m the last one to score a song or get the notes right. Sometimes
I feel frustrated, weak and clumsy bein' at the last place, but I’m not about to
give up. Not especially after months of pushing through the darkness at dark O’
clock hours in my best effort to study or pluggin' in those earpieces at wee
hours of the morn’ and strainin' so hard, listenin' for my parts in a song.
This has taught me a
lesson, not just for schoolin' or for singing, but for life. Every day, I have
a choice to simply run the race I’m on, or lament the fact that I’m unable
to run at a pace like everyone else and just give up. I won’t be doing myself
any favour if I keep comparin' my path and pace with those of others. I only
have to keep doin' it and givin' it my all; even on days when I don’t think I
can take another step or finish at the same time as others.
We all have
our paths. It may seem like our paths are the same, but each person’s race is
unique with a route set out specifically for them.
You are not
called to run the race of your sister, your friend, your colleague or your neighbour.
You are called to run your own race in your own lane at your own pace, even if
you’re getting passed by those on other lanes around you, even if it feels like
you’re two metres or five years behind. It doesn’t
matter so much that you’re the last one to get to the finish line. What matters
more is that you made it to your destination, that you enjoyed your journey
without puttin' yourself through the torture of comparin' it with that of
another.
This doesn't mean that you shouldn't care at all if your pace is slow. Examine your heart of hearts and ensure you're giving your best shot to your pace. I complained to a friend once about my dissatisfaction with my progress at school and his clear and simple advice was: "do your thing at your pace, but do it well".
Pump your legs as hard as you can on your path, be happy to even be runnin' a race at all and place little importance on the gap between you and others. It may feel like everyone else is so much further down the road, but just keep up and plug away at your own pace. Wake up daily and live the life you’ve been given. Bloom!
Pump your legs as hard as you can on your path, be happy to even be runnin' a race at all and place little importance on the gap between you and others. It may feel like everyone else is so much further down the road, but just keep up and plug away at your own pace. Wake up daily and live the life you’ve been given. Bloom!