path of men

A man like a seed, chooses his own path, his own destiny. He is either a seed of destiny or a seed of doubt.

Greatness is born out of a seed of destiny. A seed of destiny is akin to a successful person who never doubts himself. He knows he is destined for greatness. He is confident even at times when he should not be. His actions demand respect. People take notice of his presence. He is never afraid to make mistakes as he knows it will only make him stronger and prepare him for his impending greatness that is about to dawn unto the world. He is the seed of destiny.

On the other hand, crisis is born out of a seed of doubt.
On a dark and rainy day, a seed never grows, its a seed of doubt, it remains wondering if it will ever see the light of day, never brave enough to weather the storm and wait for the sun to shine again..it soon dies.....
A person who lives in doubt will remain so for they are never brave enough, never strong enough, they never believe in themselves and they are always in doubt..they never last the race of life..A person who lives in doubt inflicts misery upon himself without ever realizing the path he choose is upon him.He never realizes he is the master of his own destiny and instead blames faith for everything., The grass always seem greener on the other side even when he is standing on the green of an 18 hole golf course. Doubt seems to engulf him and wraps tightly like a noose around his soul. He is the one who stand back and watches life pass him by. He is the one who was never brave enough to make a mistake for he feared it would break him. Break a solid metal, melt it, add some other metals in and let it cool, you would have a stronger metal. Breaking sometimes makes one stronger. He was the one who never allowed himself to get hurt,never allowed himself to get broken.. He never realizes that getting back together and stronger makes the pain worthwhile and the fruit all the more sweeter. The moment he saw trouble he ran instead of facing it like a man.

Sometimes though, doubt is induced or forced upon the seed... a seed might start off as an eager recipient of the fruits of life, embracing changes, tackling all challenges and remaining steadfast in the face of adversity..then along came that induced doubt,, with that the seed starts to wonder, will it ever survive, will it be able to live through a drought or a thunderstorm, it knows what it wants, it wants to grow into a tree and blossom into a beautiful flower,,it had that idea and held on to it steadfast..but now it had been placed in a state of doubt..somehow,,its dreams start to seem to distant a journey to travel, its hopes start to whither down like an old tree living through a long winter,
The person who seem so strong and confident with an overanxious, dreamy beginning starts to feel old..he wants to grow as a seed would grow, as a bud wants to flower, he wants to experience the changing seasons, he wants to ..he wants to..he wants to,,,,,,but he now cant..he doesnt believe it anymore, he doesnt want to believe it anymore, he is weak, he was never destined for greatness because he was weak all along... because he doubted himself and gave room for doubt to grow in his soul.. it now occupies his chest cavity and slowly releases the poison of doubt into his blood. He has stopped wondering, stopped dreaming.. he has learnt to accept his weakness and he knows he will never be great. ..and like a a seed of doubt, he dies a slow painful death...a crisis is thus born..

Being in control of one's destiny takes courage, love, determination, believe and confidence. A man chooses his path, not the other way round....