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Does it cost nothing?

I have not been having alot of success buying great yam so I ran away. Recently I recieved courage and bought yam, it made up for all the bad experiences I have had.
Now the yam is growing and this is good because it should produce baby yams. The only problem is that this yam is growing at my expense.
For every nutrient this growth draws out of my  delicious yam, it reduces the quality and quantity of good yam I have if I do nothing. What is your yam?
What's that good idea, plan and business are you sabotaging because you are doing nothing.
What is that relationship,  position, activity, business connection that leaves you bankrupt because they are drawing more than they are investing?
Take anything in life, any area of your life and reflect on what the fact that you are doing nothing is costing you.
You may say it costs nothing, really? I can say that i didn't give the yam manure and all so it's not my fault that it is growing, I will be correct. But my doing nothing about it is something.
Have you done the math and you got zero? Sorry you do nothing.
What growth are you enabling at your expense? Is growth good? My answer is it depends. If the head of the yam was on a farm somewhere, that growth would be wonderful. But as long as that yam growth is on my kitchen counter, can I really call it growth?
Where are you growing?
Are you planning your PhD in between your duvet, memory mattress and Egyptian cotton 10 count thread sheets? ( If you sighed at the description,  you like sleep too)
That business that everyone says you are a natural in, is your complacency feeding bad reviews from clients(everyone will be fine, right)?
On the flip side, are your growing in unexpected places? Is that horrible boss building resilience in you? Is Potipah's house strengthening your resolve to trust God to take care of you no matter what? Is the fact your brothers left you in a pit teaching you that God doesn't need their help to establish his word in your life?
Are you growing in unreasonable places like some kitchen counter when your mates are basking in the security of well nourished soild ground with enough fertilizer, minerals and an enabling environment.
Wherever you are, make sure that you are not all fluff like the fig tree that Jesus cursed. Be an edifice. Don't despise your days of little beginnings, grow.
Incidentally the yam looks like it will do well in a farm. But you know my house is just blessed,  growing good things that comes it's way. I shall cut it and grow the quantity of good yam I have to eat 😁

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