The ‘taste’ of Victory




So David ran and stood over him. He took hold of the philistine’s sword and drew it from the sheath…he cut off his head with the sword. ..I Samuel 17:51

 

The joy of accomplishment. Bubbles within. Excitement untold. Sleep and wake up with a knowing prevailing inner strength.


It's that time of the year you are allowed to evaluate your performance over a period of twelve months, summarize your achievements in relation to your goals and justify why you deserve to merit a particular rating or score.  It's a yearly routine in the workplace though but it somewhat comes with butterflies in the stomach and 'what ifs'.  It's that time you dare not say the wrong thing.  Every word counts. Being confident matters.  Neither 'empty' eloquence nor political speeches will hold much weight. Proofs upon proofs maybe. Evidence.  Records and results that speak for themselves.  Good or bad.

My two team leaders on one side and I on the other undergoing what has been tagged 2016 performance appraisal exercise (PAR). Series of knowledge and behavioral questions phrased in simple English.  I stood up with an outstanding grade but I knew the stakes had been raised . With every victory comes more walls to scale. It is an endless cycle. A rat race perhaps. But a good one albeit.

It reminded me of year ending when one reviews and takes stock.  When a season closes.  When a chapter in a book ends and I ponder whether to keep reading or drop the book.  When life comes to an end and all one is left with is flash backs and memories.  Good or bad.  How easily we can sit down and criticize another.  Appraise another and when it comes to our own selves,  we struggle with words. 

Victory comes after hard work. Even in the dictionary. It is usually not a 'happenstance'.  It is intentional from the word go.  It has to be prepared for daily.  Can you describe the ‘taste’ of victory?  An example was when David ran across the battle line and cut the giant's head with the giant's own sword. Time stood still. The tide changed. The philistines turned and ran for their lives.  An inconsequential herdsman had become a victor together with the whole Israel.  A period of 40 days molestation ceased.  Victory declared itself. It is instructive that slaying the giant was not the last of David’s battles. In fact it was the beginning. The same with every victory.


Victory sure tastes nice. Ask David. Ask me.  

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