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Success Will Find You, If You Hold On Tight Enough!

For everyone out there with a wish or a dream, hold on tight because failure will find ways to loosen Success’s grip.

By Annelise Lords Published 2 months ago 5 min read
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Dedicated to everyone fighting for Success.

Adam Mosely was tired of fighting life for dreams that many of his family and friends deemed impossible. His mother understood but demanded that he get a college degree first, giving himself something to fall back on in case life flipped the switch on him.

Adam lived a nomadic life in his car, taking on odd jobs wherever he went, and sometimes using various work apps to survive while pursuing his dreams. He gets free food at the pantry, so he goes there 2 hours early on Mondays to help unpack the food crates after the truck delivers them. The pantry was at a church in the community where he stays. This is the longest place he has visited. Something was holding him here. Going to this pantry and helping to unpack the crates, he gets the best food first.

Adam was happy that he could save money on food, but it had been eight years, and his life felt as if it were going nowhere.

Sitting inside his car, thinking about his life, his phone beeped.

It was a message from Pastor Samuel Brown. He was the Pastor-in-Charge of the Pantry. Adam read the message, thought about it, then said to himself, “I can’t work two hours of hard labor for $25?”

‘Are you working today?’ his mother’s voice burst through.

‘That’s $12.50 per hour, I can’t work that cheap,’ he answered himself.

‘Who is going to give you $25.00 now?’ his mother’s voice asks.

He smiled, nodded, then called her.

She answered after the first ring, then said, “Hi son, are you ok?”

“I have a problem, and I was arguing with you in my imagination,” Adam informs her with a grin.

“What’s the problem?” she asked.

“The Pastor at the Pantry wants me to work 2 hours for $25.00,” he explained.

“So, what’s stopping you?”

“It’s too cheap, Mom.”

“Sometimes you have to take a little before you get a lot,” his mother said.

“I can’t work for that,” he complained. “It’s too cheap.”

“Maybe he is testing you. Don’t you know that when life tests us, it starts at the bottom,” his mother reminds.

“Come on, Mom,” he moans.

“Think about it, son, give balance a play. Things can’t go your way all the time. They are helping to feed you. Life will test us with the little things before it sends the big ones. It’s a small change, but it can buy gas,” his mother counseled.

“Aw, Mom,” Adam tries to get out of it.

“Son, go there, give your best. Sing some of the songs you write while you are working. Dance too if you have to. Go there with positivity. You might find someone who loves your songs and wants to invest in you,” his mother inspires.

Adam burst out laughing, then said, “Oh, Mom, success doesn’t search for us. We hunt it down.”

“Son,” his Mother’s voice became firm. “Success sometimes goes where pain, hunger, and desperate hearts are suffering. Because it looks for those who hold on tight, and you have been holding on too tight for most of your life.”

“And,” Adam eggs her on.

“Go where you can be kind. Kindness will pay you back,” she suggested.

“Ok, Mom,” Adam promised. “I will go.”

At the pantry, Adam gave his two hours outside packing empty crates. Then he went inside and stacked shelves. Realizing that he was the only one in the store room, he began singing some of the songs he had been writing for the past eight years. After stacking the last shelf and humming the chorus to one of his songs, he heard someone clapping.

He swung around to see music producer Miles Waterhouse, who was clapping him.

Shock held him in place, and Miles said, walking towards him, “I love your voice. I have been listening to you sing for the past twenty-five minutes. Are you the writer of those songs? Because I have never heard them before?”

Adam gulped down his shock and forced out, “You are Miles Waterhouse.”

“I know, and you are?” Miles said, smiling at him.

“Mosely, Adam Mosely,” Adam introduced himself, shaking Miles’ right hand.

“I would love to produce those songs I hear you singing,” Miles said.

“That was twenty years ago,” ten-time Grammy winner Adam Mosely said to the graduating class from the For Real School of Music.

“I know Miles Waterhouse, and he is the best music producer in our country, but how did he end up in that pantry on that day and time?” One of the students asked.

“He got a flat a few yards from the church. He drove and stopped in front of it, and went around the back to find someone to assist him in changing his tire,” Adam recalls with a huge smile.

“So, your Mom was a Psychic?” one of the future musicians asks.

“Yeah,” someone else said before he could answer. “How could she have known that your life would go that way?”

That has puzzled Adam for years. Hope took over, and his instincts enlightened him, “she wasn’t a Psychic nor did she know the future.”

“But what she said could happen, did,” another future musician said.

“She knew Life!”

“Wow!” more than eighty voices said.

“So, success really does find us sometimes,” someone said.

“But you got to hold on tight as I did,” Adam recalled his mother’s words. “Then it will be under the most amazing circumstances,” Adam informs with a happy heart.

“It was fate and destiny for you!” someone adds.

“I still don’t get it. How could your Mom have known or guessed that’s what was going to happen to you?” someone asked.

Again, that question had battled Adam for years, but he didn’t want to tempt fate or destiny.

“I don’t think she did. But she knew life, and she knew that it would reward us according to how we live,” Adam educates.

“Do you think you would have succeeded if you didn’t listen to your mother?” Someone questioned.

“Yeah,” another voice said. “What if you had refused and didn’t obey her?”

“Then I wouldn’t be here to help anyone?” Adam said, recalling the many times he disobeyed his mother.

“Is she still alive?” someone asked.

Grabbing a deep breath to suppress the memory, Adam nods.

“Sorry about that,” many voices said, offering their condolences.

“As you meet the world, there must be a fight to achieve success. Hold on tight, because many tests and challenges will be coming to loosen your grip. Don’t ever let go,” he encouraged.

For everyone out there with a wish or a dream, don’t give up, because success will find you as long as you hold on tight and keep fighting life. Annelise Lords

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Hold on tight so that no challenges can rip success away from you. Annelise Lords

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Annelise Lords

Annelise Lords writes short, inspiring, motivating, and thought-provoking stories that target and heal the heart. She has added fashion designer to her name. Check out https://www.redbubble.com/people/AnneliseLords/shop?asc=u

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