It is what it is….

I did a memorial service for a woman whom I did not know a few weeks back. When I spent some time with the family one of the things that they told me about her was that she accepted the illness that was taking her life, but fought against it every day.  They said she would often say, “It is what it is.”

This phrase has become common place in our culture. Its on T-shirts, bumper stickers, greeting cards and cigarette lighters. It is that simple cry of futility that simply says, this is my situation and there is nothing I can do about it. Solomon might say, “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.” I don’t like that…if its left that way.

Some people are simply not good at surrender. I don’t like it in most instances. Teams should not give up trying simply because the game is settled. The “victory formation” in football is annoying even when my team is doing it. I don’t understand giving up. I love the walk-off homer, the “hail Mary” pass, the trick play, the surprise change of position, the plot twist that gives the hero the victory.

So the question is; Do I accept my lot because it is what it is? Or do I accept my lot and go to battle to change what it is? Are you looking for a way to win or accepting the loss. I heard this poem many years ago and will never forget it.


By Edward Rowland Sill

This I beheld, or dreamed it in a dream:-
There spread a cloud of dust along a plain;
And underneath the cloud, or in it, raged
A furious battle, and men yelled, and swords
Shocked upon swords and shields. A prince’s banner
Wavered, then staggered backward, hemmed by foes.
A craven hung along the battle’s edge,
And thought, “Had I a sword of keener steel-
That blue blade that the king’s son bears,-but this
Blunt thing-!” he snapped and flung it from his hand,
And lowering crept away and left the field.
Then came the king’s son, wounded, sore bestead,
And weaponless, and saw the broken sword,
Hilt-buried in the dry and trodden sand,
And ran and snatched it, and with battle-shout
Lifted afresh he hewed his enemy down,
And saved a great cause that heroic day.

Yes, it is what it is. But that is not the end of the story. Look around you. Find that thing cast aside by some wounded soul who’s given up, grab it from the soil and lift your battle cry anew declaring, “It is not over until I am in the tomb.” Then fight your way to victory or go down with the valiant few who refused to give up.

telemicus out

1 Responses to It is what it is….

  1. Kaptain J. Kleiber says:

    Well Played, MT… faced adversities can either become our excuse, or our story. make a decision, and the universe will get out of the way!

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