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TEMPORARY SOLUTIONS




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This October, funny and baffling things happened.


I’ll start with the funny, because who doesn’t like a good laugh?


I was at my lowest this month, money-wise.


It was so bad that even my savings could not save me, and let's not talk about my source of income.


I asked myself, “And it’s not like you eat a lot, so what is the problem?”


Guess what?


The trendy song, Temporary Solutions, began playing in my head.


You could imagine that!


The lyrics hit me like epiphanies, and nothing made more sense to me than that song, Temporal Solution by Pastor Solomon.


Now, there are two problems I identified in that song, and I’ll talk about the very obvious one.


The Temporary Solutions.


A good example should be Get Rich Quick Schemes.


Life gets harder by the day, and it breaks the resolve of so many, you and I included.


Getting access to food now has become a strenuous task. Eating three square meals a day takes the grace of God for a lot of us, and if you can afford it, you're as privileged.


Now, with such hardship on the ground, the strength to pursue things long-term is not feasible.


To throw more light, giving up seems like a better option because everything is futile—no light at the end of the tunnel.


And that pushes us to do things at the periphery without finding root causes. It’s like building a house on a faulty foundation.


A storm can cause the house to crumble, which leads to a mass waste of resources.


If that happens, where do you lay your head at night?


Where do you call home?


Where do you find solace when the worries of day creep into the night?


Temporary things fade out easily, and sometimes you don’t need to try because, in the first place, it’s nature.


So why dwell on such solutions?


Why can’t we sit back and draft a plan that foresees mishaps?


Why can’t we take the bull by its horns and find out “why”?


Must we wait until we exhaust, spend, frustrate ourselves, and deplete resources?


It’s not enough that we don’t have enough time on Earth, so why don’t we give it our best?


I came across Destiny’s story on X (Twitter) and how he had to spend himself on a law exam, and he passed.


He knew he needed to get to his goal, and just studying for an hour or two wouldn’t get him permanent results.


He knew it was a do-or-die affair. He held his future in his hands and drafted out a plan for success.


Are you willing to take risks for your good?


The ball has always been in your court. You just have to decide what net you’re shooting at.


As for the baffling things, you might want to follow me up on X(Twitter)🌝


My handle: ada_emeaso


Till next time,


D.

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