SHADES OF GREY…

I live in a time and day where matters are no longer addressed the way they ought to. Names have been coined for some gross moral misconducts in the view to make light of them. In my little foray through English language, I have discovered that when a person uses the wrong word(s) in a sentence or speech, terms have been created in the English dictionary to accommodate the errors. You can call it malapropism, parapraxis, eggcorn or even mondegreen depending on the effect. In the end, it all boils down to wrong use of words. All of those terms are just shades of grey.

What is my point? Things have gone so berserk that we no longer see things as either black or white, we now see things in shades of grey. If you are able to cut corners or bypass processes, that is smartness. If you are able to cover up your tracks as a cheating spouse, you are the real deal. Having a record of multiple divorce cases now makes you a role model in relationship matters. If you are able to successfully siphon public funds without leaving traces behind, then you are not a corrupt politician.

Friends, what I am trying to say is simple: We need to get back to following the right processes. We need to start looking at issues the way they ought to be looked at. If you’ll have to come out of your box, change your lenses and look at issues the way they ought to be looked at, it will be a worthy venture. When it comes to the process, there are no shades of grey, it is either black or white; either right or wrong. It is up to us to make things right.

#THE PROCESS

Please share with others and let it bless them as it blessed you

Stay blessed.       
  

©TRANSFORMING WORDS SERIES
(Transforming the World through the Word)
http://www.transformingwordseries.wordpress.com

HURT!

I’ve never felt so much pain in my life before
I stood motionless as I watched the dust, the debris rise and fall
My father, my son, my very soul forever lost at the sound of that bomb

There is no more hope
Just pain
Pain I can’t live without
Pain I cannot begin to understand.

I’ve never felt this much anger
My heart beats and pounds against my ribs like a wild beast wary of its cage
The flames glared before me and within yet there was no place for fear
Just raw, lethal anger gnawing at my consciousness
There is no more peace; just anger

Anger I do not wish to quell
Anger not soon to quench
No more wishes, no more hope
No more thinking, no more words
Just this maddening silence
Me and my pen fighting to have it all make sense

My mind is all but lost
My body beyond hurt
My spirit is ignored
I only wish someone could hear me
I only wish someone could save me
I only wish for someone anyone
That could take it all away

Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
Isaiah  53:4-5(KJV)

THE NEXT GENERATION…

The efficacy of generational transfer of sustainable processes is a key factor in trans-generational progression or retrogression. As a matter of fact, what a generation does with what is handed down to it from preceding generations determine how far it will go in being better or worse. You will agree with me that the advancement in technology we have enjoyed today is as a result of proper implementation and use of technological processes that has been handed down from previous generations. Likewise, the moral decadence that has ravaged and is still ravaging our world today can be traced to generational transfer, assimilation and modification of aberrated processes.

Do we blame the past generations? No! Do we cast aspersions on this generation? No! What do we do then? Think of the next generation.

Going through Abraham Lincoln’s letter to his son’s teacher, I saw a generational transfer of a process that will ensure the Lincoln dynasty is one that flourished on integrity and forthrightness.

Robert Todd Lincoln, Abraham Lincoln’s first son, took the Harvard University entrance examination in 1859, but failed fifteen out of the sixteen subjects. He was then enrolled at Phillips Exerter Academy to further prepare for attending college. He finally earned admission into Harvard University in 1860.

Abraham Lincoln may not have been a saint, but he set a generational legacy that was phenomenal.

What the past generation did is a farce and where we are today might be bad. But if nothing is done about the cracks in the wall, the next generation is doomed for a collapse.

I challenge us today to make efforts to fix this breach in process so as to leave a better place for the next generation.

I can! You can! We can!  

#THE PROCESS

Please share with others and let it bless them as it blessed you

Stay blessed.       
  

©TRANSFORMING WORDS SERIES
(Transforming the World through the Word)
http://www.transformingwordseries.wordpress.com