Martin Beck Nworah Thursday, December 29, 2016 4
Unlike other years, I never wanted to write my diary this year but the spirit pushed me to do this. Just maybe, someone here will relate with some of my stories and gain motivation to keep fighting. 2016 was fun and just about the most successful year in my life so far in all ramifications. But then, what really happened when this story began?
In the first quarter of 2016, I was demoralized. Life was bleak and hopelessness hovered all around me. I had a messy breakup, my creative juice wasn't flowing and with each passing day, life moved from bad to worse. But did I talk? No! I never told anyone because I am the happy guy. I am the guy who walks into a room and makes everyone happy. So it didn't make sense that people will help when they hear I am depressed. "Beck you're a funny guy, just take care of yourself". But that's wrong. Many times, the person who tries his best to make others happy is the one in dire need of support from others. Broken and shattered, I turned back to God and hoped with time, the ultimate healer of all wounds, I will be just fine.
And true to my predictions, I became fine. The second quarter of 2016 brought new people into my life who changed my life for the good. New connections, regained creative juice, nice friends, plenty fun places to visit and learn stuffs; I was finding myself again. I began to notice that for everything to fall in place sometimes, they need to scatter very far apart and break us beyond words. Such was my story. I was broken, but I never stopped pushing and believing everything will be fine. I believed in the story I heard about me before my birth; I am the one that will make the difference because I was nearly stopped from coming forth. It began to make sense.
The third and last quarter of 2016 contained the stories of all these pictures here. Where will I start? Is it meeting the richest Igbo man alive and sharing a selfie with him? Or speaking at over 30 youth events and some secondary schools? Or meeting influential political figures in the country at Abuja and other parts of the country? Or hosting weekly Facebook meetings that increased my followership by quadruple digits? Or the ultimate one; hosting my own exclusive event #SchoolBagToPortfolio and giving my fellow young people something to believe in and hold on to. In all of these, I didn't know what I was doing. I only believed that this is my path and I can't connect the dots going forward, I can only connect them looking backwards.
If you're reading this, miracles happen. You may not believe in God or feel you don't have need to believe in Him because of what happened to you. But believe me, if you never give up, if you earnestly do your best and believe in him, He will always surprise you in ways you never imagined.
At one of my radio appearances this year, I was asked what inspires me to do what I do. I didn't have the answer. Not because I am trying to be superhuman or pretend, I just don't have the answer. Each day I wake up, I am always thinking of how to make life better for my fellow young people in Anambra State and beyond. The passion is burning so deep in me that I have given up so many personal luxuries just to make sure the people in my life get something worthwhile. Hosting #SchoolBagToPortfolio cost me a fortune but I never complained. I believe in people. And I know that the people in our life are the ones to fill up important positions in the society tomorrow. If we don't connect and help ourselves grow now, we are going to be worse than our elders.
I am just a young adult in his early twenties and I don't know much about life. Like hell, I don't even know what I will do with this life God has given me. But I strongly believe that if I keep living, if I keep doing those things that give me joy, if I keep helping everyone I come across to feel more loved and appreciated, If I keep being real and respectful to everyone I meet; I will end up living the best life I can. I don't want much from life, I just want to be happy.
I love to connect with people and learn how they manage to succeed and survive. Life is harsh and 2016 taught me a whole lot of rough lessons. Thank God I didn't give up or do anything stupid to myself because if I did, we won't be here enjoying this wonderful narrative. No matter what happens to you, never underestimate the power of grace and favour in your life. And most importantly, never ignore or under-appreciate your own powers to heal yourself from within. I don't know much, but if you need someone to talk to, I will always be an inbox away.
This is life people! You gotta live it!!! Make friends and connect with the right people along your path. Never be afraid to make mistakes, learn from them and move on. Don't disgrace yourself in a girl's inbox and don't struggle with her pant if she says no. Eat what you can and invest in yourself. Be proud of your life and try to brand it the best way you can. You're awesomely awesome! Go out there and kick some ass!
Till we get to the Promised Land, I shall be waiting for when you will pass me a glass of water and thank God for the gift of grace for the race.