Thursday, December 5, 2024

A little exploration in search of success

There is much talk about success nowadays; everything is about success, isn’t it?┬á

We worship success, we preach success and everything from advertising to new age churches revolves around being successful. Of course, everybody wants to be successful besides there are certain benefits that come with being successful or being seen to be successful.

┬áWhen you are seen to be successful people make for you when you come into a room, everybody wants to be your friend or do business you. You become respected in your community and inevitable you have name and reputation for your success. But what is success, is success as we know it worth pursuing, is it worth all the effort and is it made out to be all that it’s made out to be?

 What is life all about really? I mean when we have accumulated all the wealth and lived the life we believed we were meant to live what is the point in the grand scheme of things? Is just about living and dreaming and living life of purpose for succeeding generations? After millions of generations of human beings have lived through a life of purpose assuming that a life of purpose is the ultimate way of life what happens then.

I mean we will have all these technological and medical advances and possibly maybe be able to live for 200 years without needing to use a walking stick.

 But the big question is what will be the point when all that is said and done? We will have all come here and lived and died, and always the succeeding generation of humans will be arrogant enough to believe that they are smarter than those that lived before them. They will consider those that lived before them as having lived a primitive of way of life. They will consider themselves to be  above everybody whoever, such arrogance has become synonymous us as people.

It is evidenced by the way we treat our elderly like they are half witted. Like they don’t belong here or that they should be shipped to some place where they live amongst themselves. We forget that they were young once, and just as able bodied as you and me.

We forget too that one day by the grace of God if we live that long we will grow old too, and that when grow old we will not be as fast, or as combative and that whether we like it or not the young ones will unseat us in from the thrones we hold as our status symbol.

All of sudden we will no longer be youngest this or that, the richest, or the first to drive this or do that. At that point in your life what will matter will be how many people will be able to remember you positively. What will matter will be not how much more money you could have accumulated, but how much more you could have loved.

 A million times a day we miss opportunities to be kind and gentle because it seems we are always busy looking for a way out.

A way out of the prison of our own fashioning, the prison of having this or that before we die. We live life fast, we want to get as much done as possible before the sun goes down or before we turn 30, 40 or 50.  

It seems there is no limit to the culture of having and wanting to collect, but not only that we all have deadlines and timeframes to achieve these things. ┬áChildren don’t play the same way they used to play, their play is structured and paid for.

We pay for our children to go and play with other children. As result children grow up believing that money is be all and end all. We are stuck in the matrix where money and all that is associated with it are worshipped. I hope one day we will wake up and realize that there is more to life than just wanting to have more for the sake of having more.

I hope one day we will wake up to realize that there is more to life than trying to increase its speed and may be begin to question whether the way we live life is probably the way life wasn’t meant to be lived. May be if we began to interrogate the way we live life we could come up with some answers to a better way of life.

If you were from another planet you would be blamed for thinking that all life is a game in which those that win are those that die with the most stuff.

I wish you success in all your endeavors but can it be a slow brewed success that will not age you but rather enable you to work joyfully and prayerfully and live to ripe old age and never fall sick a day of your life.

All you have to do is practice a little generosity, a little kindness and take it slower by resisting the temptation to rush through life. We are all going to die someday that’s for sure; no one is going to live this life alive so why not explore it.

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