What’s Meant For You, Will Never Pass You By
I, not always, but now believes, that we all get our moment.
“People may spend their whole lives climbing the ladder of success only to find, once they reach the top, that the ladder is leaning against the wrong wall.” -Thomas Oppong
We all get our own moment. Not in the way the world defines it. Not always loud, not always visible, not always happening at the exact time we planned. It shows up in a way that feels right, something that feels aligned with who we are and who we’re becoming.
For the longest time, I thought getting what I wanted was the goal. Work hard, push thru, stay disciplined, keep grinding. That was the formula. There was comfort in believing that effort would always lead to the outcome I had in mind.
Yet, looking back, many of the things I wanted, never really happened.
In those moments, every breath felt heavy. Rejections. Delays. Plans of a future, falling apart, right in front of me. It was easy to question myself, to think maybe I lacked something or missed something.
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It hurts, and still does when I remember those days and nights. Over time, however, a different realization is revealed. The things that did not work out were not empty losses. They were redirections.
Each closed door led me somewhere else. Somewhere I did not plan for, yet somehow needed. The life I have now, the things I value, the sense of calm I am learning to hold on to, all came from paths I never expected to take.
If that moment in the crep place in Pioneer Center did not happen. If I got promoted early on. Or when I got the role that I waited for 12 months in CK. So many “ifs”, and in those “ifs”, there is a quiet kind of gratitude in staying put during those days.
I realized that the challenge has never been the redirection itself. The challenge is learning how to accept it.
There is discomfort in wanting something deeply and not receiving it. There is tension in letting go of a version of life you already pictured for yourself. There is patience required in trusting that you are not falling behind, just being moved in a different direction.
This is what I am learning (and still in the process of learning) to sit with. Not every path needs to be forced. Not every goal needs to be chased to exhaustion. Some things find their way to you when you are ready, when your life can actually hold them.
What is meant for me will not require constant proving. What is meant for me, will never pass me by.
And in those days my paryers will be:
“Lord, I am not rushing anything. But I hope every pain, every wait, will make sense in the end”
