The other day, I was helping an associate of mine with a problem that she had. (Neither the nature of the problem nor the solution/resolution is perniant to what is about to follow. It is simply a background to how and why this particular manuscript came to form.) After helping this young lady out, she insisted on returning the favor in some kind of way, which I said “Don’t worry about it.” We then proceeded to go back and forth about it. Finally I relented and said she could pay me back by paying it forward in some form. To my surprise she wasn’t aware of the term “Pay It Forward”, and asked me to explain what I meant. At the time I thought nothing of it, but later that day when I was thinking/mediating/praying I realized a flaw that plagues today’s society.
Paying it forward is a philosophy I firmly believe in. I am a product of the pay it forward philosophy, I cannot simply abandon the concept that helped mold me into the individual I am today. So I choose to pay it forward, more importantly I make sure knowledge to be the thing I pay forward. Knowledge is power and it’s one of those things no one can take away from you. You may be stripped of all worldly possessions; you may be stripped of your happiness and joy, but you will always be able to keep the knowledge you’ve gained. Not enough people share the knowledge they have. In today’s society everybody wants something for what they do; people hardly do things just because they want to do it. Or they believe if they share their knowledge and thoughts it it’ll diminish them in some kind of way. Knowledge shared does not diminish the giver in any way, knowledge is meant to be shared and recycled to be expounded upon. Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.
Knowledge is all I have to give. I am neither rich in money or material things, but I’ve been able to learn quite a few things in my walk of life. It’s quite amazing when I look back on the people who chose to pay it forward and shared their knowledge with me; I’m grateful for everything and everyone. Some were from conventional sources like coaches and teachers while others were idiosyncratic sources, such as a homeless man who used to be around my old neighborhood. I would sit outside my building at night talking to myself and every so often he would be pushing his cart by. At first I thought he was just attempting small talk to receive some food but even when I didn’t have anything to give, he would still stand outside the gate and babble. Now that I think about it, it might’ve been stupid and dangerous to interact with that homeless gentleman but he was full of knowledge and provided several nuggets of what not to know with the opportunities of life. So I take everything I learn, everything that was ever told to me, everything that I’ve thought of myself and I tell it to other. I tell it to the youth I coach in football. I tell it to some of my friends during our conversations. I tell it to anyone who is willing to listen; unfortunately many don’t feel compelled to listen. I listen because at a young age I learned,
‘Hear instruction, and be wise, and refused it not’
By paying knowledge forward, I hope to also receive knowledge. Even if I receive no knowledge in return, it is still rewarding. It’s a satisfying feeling knowing you’ve helped someone along the way or cheered someone with a word or song. As much as I enjoy paying it forward, I also enjoy listening and hearing others impart knowledge, wisdom and understanding. I do it simply because I find it interesting to listen and hear other people’s story. Everyone has a story to tell and there’s a moral to every story. Not everyone is receptive of this concept, many will think you have ulterior motives and close you out [which in turn also close themselves]. I may not be able to reach as many people as MLK Jr. or Ghandi, but Mother Theresa once said “If you can’t feed a hundred people, then just feed one.” Consider this my one. I hope to reach many others, only time will tell how successful I am.
“I hope the fruits of my labor are ripe for many generations to come.” - Donovan Nichols

