The Revitalization of my Life-Day 21

It's been a couple of days since I made a post, but within those days, I have been working out. Today is an off day for me, so the majority of my revitalizing will be indulged in writing.

While I was doing my daily run the other day, I started thinking about how things are just sometimes hard to do. The reason that this thought occurred is because I had a headache before I begin to run and decided that I wouldn't let this stop me. I started thinking about the slaves being taken from their homeland not of their own will to make life easier for someone else. They had no choice. I wasn't there, but I think after a while, they didn't spend their time complaining and talking about how the situation was. They more than likely started thinking how can we change the situation that we are in. This is the mentality that I carry with me every day. I look at the resources that they had and what I have now and I can't make any excuse at all. If they had half of what I have now, they would have made a huge difference in their way of life.

There should not be any excuse for us not making a difference in our lives. Being too tired is not an excuse. Not having enough time is not an excuse. Not having the right resources not an excuse. The only thing that the slaves had was HOPE, FAITH and the strength that God gave them.

Being raised by an elderly lady who only had a sixth grade education that never complained about what she didn't have because she made a way with what she had has made me the man that I am today. Every time I try to think of way out of doing something that I think is complicated or to hard for me to do because of my circumstance, I can't. I can't because I saw what she had to work with and she made it happen and not only did she make it happen for me, but she did for a slew of people. I am reminded of this when I hear people talk about the way she was over ten years after her death. And all of them say the same thing about her, "she always let you know what was on her mind and was never scared to voice her opinion. She was always willing to help those that wanted to be helped and the ones who couldn't help themselves. She never complained and always kept on pushing even until her last breath.

Thanks mama, for all that you did because without your hard tactics and tough love, I wouldn't be the man that I am today. Your education level didn't surpass mine, but your wisdom, superseded any PhD program that exist. What you taught me can't be taught at any University or College. It can't be duplicated because there can't be another you, but it can be appreciated and I do. Again, thanks mama!