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You Are BECOMING

 


Sometimes in the years 2005 and 2006, I was exposed to tin mining for the first time. Beyond the stress and rigors involved, what piqued my curiosity was the several processes we had to meticulously employ to arrive at getting the tin at the end of the day.


The first process is to sample the site to ensure that it has the tin you are looking for, if the result is affirmative then you go on digging and gathering as much of the sand as you can. The next process is to wash the sand via a well-crafted channel to get the tin. You should note here that sometimes you can gather as much as a trip of sand but the tin you will mine out of it could be very small. The entire process requires patience, meticulousness, and persistence. What kept us going was the joy of getting something when it's all been said and done.


Life is not in any way different from this, it is a link and interlinks of processes, with one end leading to another beginning. To become who you want to be in life, requires processes, to arrive where you are heading in life requires processes. Succinctly, everything we see, touch, and use in life is a product of processes. From the groceries we buy to household equipment, to products of science and technology, all are birthed by a designed process. 



More applicable and personal now, your life is in a process as you read these words. Whatever you are going through in life now may not be what you had anticipated, but it is part of the process you have to go through to BECOME. Again, wherever you are now, the route may be hard and rough on you, but that could be the path you have to take to arrive. Just like the tin mining story I gave earlier, you have to go through moments of gathering, searching, and sampling things. Sometimes the rain of life may wash you and you could feel drained from within, but don't give in or give up, because you are BECOMING.


Dear young people, there is no other way to become and arrive other than the process. Nothing just happened, no one just became overnight. We must learn to accept the process, embrace it, love it, have the right attitude towards it, and let it make us BECOME. Any attempt to bypass the process designed for you will short-circuit the person you are meant to be. The key always is staying through and remaining true, keep in mind the gain. 


In the next piece I will share with you what the process of your becoming entails.


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