Recently I went to my construction site to check on the progress. They had just finalized securing the doors and windows in. The metallic doors were held in place by a mixture of cement, sand and water. It had rained the entire day. There was mud everywhere. I took a long look at the house. The roof had been put a few months ago. It somehow helped with shaping the house. Passersby hadn’t been sure what exactly was being constructed before the roof went up. The more I looked at the house, the more I realized that there was still a lot of work to be done. The architect, who time after time comes to check on the house, told me about the next steps. Rain gutters have to be put in place to harvest and channel all this rain water. The walls have to be plastered with a lot of sand, paint has to be applied and all sorts of workings. The inside is no different. Similar steps have to be taken. Actually more. There is work to be done on the structure. Similar to the outside, plastering, painting and all kinds of designs have to be applied. Tiles will be used in some sections of the house and not forgetting that electrical and piping work will be done prior. Am I trying to brag to you about my construction or knowledge in construction? Far from it. Being at this construction site made realize that life is no different from this. At all these construction stages, chances of finding construction debris lying around are high. You may as well step on a nail or have to go through makeshift ladders. There are various people that work on the house at the given stages. A porter won’t be the one doing the electrical work. The plumber won’t be the one mixing paint colors. These come at different stages in the construction process and stay for as long as that stage is on- going. They may as well hire more people to help them finish. The different stages have different costs and needs. Isn’t this life? Aren’t we all under construction? Aren’t we all at different stages in our lives? Back in the day, I enrolled to study procurement and logistics management at Kyambogo University. One of the reasons I did enroll was the fact that I didn’t perform exceptionally well to join law school on government sponsorship. The reason however, why the majority of us joined procurement at that time was as a result of the procurement officers during that period. They were young men that became overnight tycoons. We envied them. They were constructing all kinds of houses and starting all kinds of business. This is the life we wanted immediately we left campus. We didn’t want things that take time. We wanted quick riches and elevation. We forgot one of the 21 laws that John Maxwell alludes to. It’s a process. Things are not attained in a day but over time. There are stages. What I should probably inform you is that some of those procurement officers were enrolled in the university of understanding main campus – Luzira maximum prison. We want to attain the end result in a flash. We have become so much a microwave generation. I go to the construction site and when I look at how far the building has come, I pull out my laptop and cross check with the architectural designs. This blue print shows me how the end product will look like. I thus can leave with the debris around. Yes, the site will look ugly for now. I know that the expenses have to be met. I expect to come out with dirt when I visit the site. I do expect to find many people at the different stages. But one day the building will be done. It will be the beautiful picture the architect designed. Those that pass by today and ask what that is will just be saying wow. So is my life. Am not yet done. Construction is ongoing. You remember that rough word I said, pardon me. The builders are yet to level that part. The other day you asked for some transport money and I refused, am sorry. The chandelier lights are yet to be fixed inside. Sometimes anger comes out of me, am not yet painted on the inside. Bear with me a little longer. The architect drew a fine plan of me. I know am not yet done for he said I am wonderfully and beautifully made. If you don’t see that way yet, it’s because am still under construction. The anger, resentment, bitterness and the rest you don’t like about me today, he (the architect) appointed different builders to work on those at different times. They are doing their job. Bear a little longer. The good thing the architect is always checking up on me to ensure that all is done right by the builders. When its not done right, he tells them to undo it. Sometimes we will just show them another way. Am not done yet. So is that person you are judging. They are under construction. You may be one of the builders or porters appointed for a certain time. Don’t sit back and wonder why the building is in such a way. Do your part. He promised to reward you. You too are not done. Let the builders do their job on you. Allow the architect to continuously monitor and correct you.
For you created my inmost
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
Psalms 139:13-16 NIV