Destination vehicle
Take a look at a story before getting into the heart of our article.
John sat on the steps of his front porch considering his life and where it was going. He tossed the soda can on the floor and stepped on it to crush the can.
“Where am I going, or better yet, what am I doing?” he asked himself, standing up from the steps he was sitting on. John was puzzled and felt high above his head. He went out into the courtyard. As he passed, John stopped in his old 1981 Pontiac Sunfire. He had let the car go to ruin by not taking care of it and letting whatever happen.
“Look at you,” he said, looking at the car. “And believe that I’ll take you to that used paint store that I’m supposed to be running and operating.”
John invested most of his savings in buying a building for a store and turned it into a paint shop. He was lounging around in business and now he was about to let the store go. John’s hope for a better new business went down the drain. He needed a miracle, and however it came, it would do him all the good in the world.
He opened the dusty door of the Pontiac and sat inside. He closed the door and leaned back in the seat.
“Look at me,” he said sadly, “wasting my life and why … nothing.”
As I sat there, the Pontiac began to shake as if the car was idling on its own. “What the hell is going on?” The car shook frivolously as John shifted in his seat, unsure whether to jump or stay seated. Suddenly, the car started to turn automatically, creating a kind of cloud of dust inside.
John went into a frenzied panic not knowing what to do. “Help, someone … help me!” On the next sigh, the cloud of dust reached John, plunging him into its puff of smoke. He started to get dizzy from all the eddies and twists and before he knew it he stopped.
When John finally felt that everything was settled, he opened his eyes.
“What happened?” John looked at his clothes and noticed that he was wearing a $ 1000 suit. Every fabric in his clothes was one hundred percent custom-made, imported from some of the finest delicacies. John noticed that he was sitting on a bench on the sidewalk in front of a 27-store building. When he stood up, people hurried past him.
“Hi John, here are your paint store reports,” said a woman in a tailored business suit, handing him a folder of papers. He kept walking down the sidewalk.
“John, good job on the million dollar deal you closed yesterday,” said a man in a navy blue suit, walking past John.
What was going on, or better yet, who were these people? John looked up and noticed a photo of him with an inscription to his left. He said: JOHN’S GRAPHICS: $ 1,000,000 PLUS ENTITY
“That?” Little did John know, but his paint business was now a global franchise and John was receiving recognition for his well-deserved accomplishments. John paused and smiled, considering the millionaire vibe he felt.
“Wow,” he told himself as he walked over to a bench and took a seat. He sat in shock, enjoying his newfound success without knowing it. John had no idea what was going on, but whatever it was, they were making him the center of attention. He closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head to absorb the moment and suddenly …
John opened his eyes to find himself still sitting in his old junky car. “What happened?” he asked, looking around. As he got out of the car, he noticed that there was a note on the ground. He picked it up to read:
This car of yours is like your business from now on in its current state. You have the ability to create unlimited destiny for yourself. If you don’t take care of it, you will end up looking just like this car, dry to the root.
John folded the note, considering her words. He turned and went to sit on the steps to his porch. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his notepad and pen.
“Alright, step one …”
This story may be fictional in its telling, but there are some underlying principles that are true. Destiny, we all have one attributed to us. What is destiny?
Destination: something to which a person or thing is destined, or directed for a specific purpose.
Your life, and not just your life, but everything you set your mind to, must have a certain destiny. Take John from our story and how he invested money to buy a paint store building but was wasting it. I’m pretty sure it was destined for the workshop to be successful, but because it wasn’t making the effort of determination, it was going down the drain. This also applies to you.
Unless you put the muscle, strategy, planning, determination and courage of your vehicle of destiny into your life, business, career, education, goals or whatever is part of destiny, it will go down the drain and , like a vehicle, it will be able to sit back and go to ruin. The choice is yours.
