You Are Specific: Don’t Lose Yourself A Review of a Book Written By Kwabena Eddie Mankata

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The labyrinth of life is a lot difficult to decipher, no matter how hard one tries. To make your way out of the maze of life and finally see the light of day sometimes stresses one out and makes one feel like life is a lot difficult than we anticipated.

We question ourselves each day trying to find the answers to our existence: “Who am I?” “What am I doing here?” Why was I born in this country and not the very rich countries of the world?” “Why did I come through my parent and rather not through the other rich parents who could have given me a better life than this?” “Why is it that of all the times in the world, I was born only at the day and time that I was born?”

If these questions plague your mind, find your answers here. If you’ve had the reason to question the intention of your maker as to why he made you the way you are and not any other way. If you feel there might be some mistake with you and your existence, Kwabena Eddie Mankata has a phrase for you: “You are Specific.” Don’t lose yourself in those questions.

In this book, Eddie sought to religiously take one through the essence of their being and to reassure us that God had a reason for our creation and he specifically handpicked us for a purpose. A purpose we need to seek—seek from him in prayers. It is when we have been able to identify our purpose through Christ that life can be enjoyed and lived fully.

“You are part of a whole” Eddie said in the introduction of the book, “you are here to reflect the glory of God. You do that by completing the work given to you by God.” What is your life’s work? What is it that you’ve been charged by God to complete? How would you find what is it that God wants you to achieve? The answers to these questions have been given in the book with carefully selected scriptures that reflect God’s ideas for your life.

Eddie’s playwright talent is beautifully displayed and spread through the pages of the book. He told a story in the very first chapter of the book titled “Do You Remember?” I was following the story keenly because I watched that football match he was talking about. At some point of the story I had to pause and answer his question: “I Don’t Remember.” I couldn’t remember his version of the story. I thought it would have been absurd if it truly happened.

Then he said: “Good! It didn’t happen.” He told that story to make a beautiful illustration of the purpose God gives to everyone’s life and the need not to change what God had intended for our lives. “We mar the beauty of God’s divine plan for us when we decide to be someone else.”

THE TAKEOUT:

In Steven Pressfield’s “The War of Art” he wrote:

“Are you a born writer? Were you put on earth to be a painter, a scientist, an apostle of peace? In the end the question can only be answered by action. Do it or don’t do it. It may help to think of it this way. If you were meant to cure cancer or write a symphony or crack cold fusion and you don’t do it, you not only hurt yourself, even destroy yourself.

You hurt your children. You hurt me. You hurt the planet. You shame the angels who watch over you and you spite the Almighty, who created you and only you with your unique gifts, for the sole purpose of nudging the human race one millimeter farther along its path back to God.”

 

Eddie beautifully buttressed on this same point when he wrote:

“There is a purpose you have to fulfill which will lead to another’s success. It will lead to a dream come true. It will take someone to their destination. The success of those ahead have cleared dusty paths and given legs to your dreams. When you fail to meet your purpose, you deny others the opportunity you had.”

You are Specific: Don’t Lose Yourself.


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