Responsibility of chances

If you don’t fight in a battle you won’t appreciate the victory. Some of us think that because the scripture said that in his time, He makes all things beautiful, that automatically means that when His time comes you will pluck success off trees like Cherry without taking risks or attempting chances. Its a cheap grace mentality to think that you will not need to lift a finger.
Yes you will know when its time because there will be peace but that peace is not cheap. The ultimate measure of peace is discovered in war. You will need to act responsibly when His time comes. You may be surprised at the workings of God that you will be experiencing such that you begin to ask yourself where you’ve been all along and how come you were not seeing certain things before this time. The truth is: When His time comes all things may not be necessarily easier than you wish. You may not necessarily struggle for things but you will have to take responsibility for them.

The true season of greatness is that which comes to us… it is true that it may not be the door we forced open, neither the vision we created out of self-will but through divine direction, outworking of grace, by right positioning, through the power relationships ordained from above, personal preparation through mind engagement, studying of great men and women’s books, we are ushered into new seasons. We enter seasons as though they were unfolded to us although, they’ve always been there all along, and we see and capture opportunities. The truth is we were the ones who shifted; we were the individuals who changed and behold the opportunities? They appear! Just like Hagar, the maid of Sarah, she was close to the well water but she did not see it until God opened her eyes. Genesis 21:19 says: And God opened her eyes, and she saw a well of water; and she went, and filled the bottle with water, and gave the lad drink.

Excerpts from my book: “Innovation edge”

Let me tell you a story. In a little town of plantings, blossom a Mushroom. A Butterfly came by to see it and then an Ant and a Bee. Each was asking the Mushroom one question. Same question from different beings at different time. The new Mushroom was puzzled. “Young plant, how are you going to make it amidst big trees? How are you ever going to survive amidst competition?” they’d asked. So, he answered the same way every time: “All I need is a chance”. He’d say. But the Bee stung it. The Ant beat at it. Even the Butterfly sucked its tiny body sap. They all said it was impossible for the Mushroom to make it in the jungle. No way! No chance! It was the wilting point for the Mushroom. It was its withering state. Somehow, there was a dark cloud. The weather changed. There were tiny droplets from the big trees. Change has come. Change will always happen, come what may. The rain fell. The Ant ran into hiding. The Butterfly flew away. And the Bee; It buzzed off. Only the Mushroom remained. The Mushroom bloom and survived as a result of the rain. It got picked up to the Palace after the rain. It was cooked by the King’s chef. It was served on chinaware. The king and his noblemen ate some tasty Mushroom soup.
Destiny does not depend on size. You don’t have to be very big. Sometimes, size simply doesn’t count as such. Small is also beautiful. Greatness doesn’t cry for chances. It creates its own chances... It lays hold of whatever nature brings its way…twisting its own self, changing its own self and flexibly maximizing the opportunities surrounding it to reach its destiny. Rather than whining and complaining, greatness takes initiative to grow. Being small, weak or poor is no excuse at all. If you don’t have a weak mind, if you don’t have a small mind; if you don’t have a poverty-stricken mind; you will reach over the top. You will reach your goal.

I need to ask you what you are doing with that breathes of your nostrils. What are you doing with the gift of life? That is a chance you’ve got to make a mark! That is an opportunity to live a life of meaning. That is a privilege to live to the fullest. Although we were born yesterday; but we can definitely make a mark today. We have a chance to live in such a way that today doesn’t slip off from our hands. We have the privilege to make it count. What is the moral of the story of the young Mushroom? They are more. But one of them is this: “God will send the rain. But are you ready to grow?”
One of the things that life will never give to you is: your growth. One of the things people hardly give on a platter is opportunity. You’ve got to find these two for yourself. You’ve got to create an environment that will foster your growth. Sometimes you have to look for it in order to find it. You’ve got to search longer and deeper enough for you to see it…that’s an adventure which may take a life time for some of us. Truth be told, people love growth. Even the animals smell the greens for greener pastures. Everybody revolves around greatness. Everyone wants to be associated with progress and progressive causes. Noble people want to eat some Mushroom soup at the Palace square. Laudable visions don’t lack people. Success is only sweet, it is not cheap. There is a price to pay in guise of stings from the Bees and bites from the Ants of our society.
As I was rushing to work from work; I scribbled these lines on my phone as a note: success is “bleeding”. Sometimes you’ve got to bleed! Jesus Christ bled on the cross for you and me. He shed his precious blood to save you and me. He was showing us the truest way to victory, success and greatness. They lie in sacrifices. Jesus demonstrated it to us all that sacrifice is the only key to triumph. The route to the top is through the blood. The art of bleeding is the art of leading. The blood we shed today is the ladder to the top tomorrow. They are no longer lymphoid tissue or our raw red blood cell… The blood is the art of believing, giving and living... Faith in the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ is the key with which we can maximize our lives. Once you’ve known Him, then you need to move on to diligence and consistency. That is the secret.