OFF THE RECORD PLATFORM LESSONS 2- GOING FOR OUR INHERITANCE

I guess I need not introduce me and my two friends anymore. But like I said, the time we spent together during platform opened my eyes to a number of things which I hope to capture here too. From the previous write-up (the gold mine in you) I mentioned that we were volunteering as workers for The Platform, and that due to our ‘unseriousness’ we ended up in crowd control.

Being in crowd control meant, we had to stay outside under the sun, check through bags and ensure people were using the right entry and exit points. Truth be told, I couldn’t stop laughing at the idea of me checking for bombs and guns in people’s bags, like what was I suppose to do if I actually found a bomb?  But we did as we were instructed and thank God there were no bombs.

We stood under the sun, my ‘proud friend was having MP (guys ask a lady for the meaning), my ‘liked’ friend was juggling between work and platform, and I was sweating it out under the sun.  But it was the work of the Lord, plus we were having a swell time being mischievous, stopping now and then to gist (most of which always ended up in heated arguments).

Somehow we made a few friends who liked our spirits and a few who didn’t like our guts I believe, one of whom happened to be someone who was in charge of what we were doing as well as the registration guys.

Then came the time for sharing food. My church has this great habit of ensuring volunteers get food and drinks for the hard work, and we didn’t know there was food on this day. By the time we found out, we had already eaten. Then came the slogan, ‘but we have to go for it because it is our inheritance’. We laughed and joked at that, but in no time, it dawned on us that, provision had been made for us and it was rightfully ours because we worked.

Thinking of the lady who was obviously not so happy with us for God knows what reasons, we wanted to re-coil. My ‘proud’ friend actually did, but the other one and I chose to face this lady and go for ours. Did she try to frustrate us in getting it? Yes! Did  we get it? Of course. And my other friend didn’t because she didn’t want to go through what we did to get hers for her 'dignity' sake, and I understood where she was coming from.

But here is the real lesson, often times, we know something is ours, and it’s just a stretch away from us. However, between us and that thing is an obstacle and too often we do not want to get into any form of confrontation for various reasons. We do not want to get our pride hurt, or we do not want to offend someone in the process or we are wondering what people would think of us.  But that is wrong especially when it comes to the dreams and aspirations, gifts and talents embedded deep within us,  waiting to be explored.

That rice or ‘inheritance’ to me that I ‘fought’ for, got, ate and enjoyed, represented to me the dreams and gifts waiting to be unveiled within. And the process involved in bringing them to pass, despite the obstacles trying to deny the rights of having them materialize will be nothing compared to the joy and satisfaction I will derive from reaping the fruits of my labour.

Boy I cracked those bones and enjoyed the juice, yummy! Think you should do the same. Not the bone silly, I meant reach for your dreams/inheritance/rice which ever one you choose to call it.

Love,

Miss Young.