Diamonds are exquisite. In marriage, a diamond solidifies a contract of ownership or possession. The bigger the diamond the more attractive or noticeable it is to others. However, a diamond connoisseur recognizes color, cut, carat, and most of all clarity, are the most important element of a diamond. Think of yourself and people like a diamond; a diamond with low clarity has less value, even if it's surrounded in platinum, but it's still a diamond. How many times in life you mistake a SI1 diamond for a VVS, is not as detrimental as the inability to recognize a counterfeit. Ultimately, counterfeit people in your life will significantly determine the degree of sabotage to your own success.
Years ago, I knew a guy that had everything going for him. He was handsome, intelligent, ambitious, outgoing- flawless. He had the potential of everything a good man could be. In terms of a diamond, he had it all; cut, color, carat, and clarity; a true diamond in the rough. He was older than me, and I saw him as a David amongst Goliath's. He had the infatution of women, but he never misused it; never let on that he knew he was a rare diamond. I thought he was untouchable. Diamonds are supposed to be unbreakable, but I witnessed the breaking of a diamond.
They said it started when he met the "bad guy". The "bad guy" was an old high school friend that had gone down the wrong path. He'd spent three years in prison after high school for aggravated assault and possession of drugs. Upon reflection, "David" likely thought he was strong enough to save the "bad guy"; I doubt if he ever thought the "bad guy" could overtake his mindset.
He was in his last year of college headed towards bigger and better things, when the "bad guy" came to him for help. All the "bad guy" wanted was for someone to help him get back on his feet; someone that could help him develop a plan, so he said. "David" being the guy he was extended his hand to help. The "bad guy" eventually loaded crack in the palm of his hand.
Don't misunderstand, "David" had a choice; he had a choice to walk away from the "bad guy", the drugs, and all the other "bad guys and girls" that came along with the crowd. For whatever reason he got caught-up. Maybe it started with a bad day, or a desire to experience something different; whatever the reason "David" begin to let Goliath win. At some point be dropped all of his inhibitions and gave up on life. He didn't know he was a diamond amongst counterfeits.
I remember the first time I saw "David" after the transformation. I was in "Woody's" convenient store, when this guy walked in wearing dirty clothing. He was speaking loudly to the clerk; an assorted of profanity, slurred lines, and a rotten smell was the essence of his presence. I could tell the guy was either extremely drunk or high. I was waiting behind him, and after going back and forward with the clerk about the price of something he turned to face me. I hardly recognized "David's" eyes. They were wild, dark, and lifeless. He smiled at me; which was the only thing I semi recognized. He still had those unforgettable dimples in the wrinkles of his cheeks. For a second, I thought he might say something but for some reason his smile faded and he turned to walk out of the store. That was the last time I saw "David".
Years later, "David" was killed. Sad story; typical ending to living "that life". "David" was a rare diamond who unfortunately surrounded himself with counterfeits. If only "David" had recognized the degree of his potential; if he had separated himself from the people and things that ultimately helped ruin him. He missed his opportunity to be something special.
Through experience and observation, life becomes crystal clear. If only we would pay attention to the signs that are usually right in our face. "Woulda, coulda, shoulda's" lead to nothing. Many of us have known "David's", and some of us surround our life with Goliath's. You will never get anywhere in life without the aid of good diamonds. "David" needed other diamonds in his life; he needed people that could stir him in the right direction.
I've watched many diamonds break, not solely from the pressures that come with life, but from the people they allow in their life. It's amazing how many opportunities growing-up I had to be apart of the "bad guys and girls" club. I am blessed that the diamonds in my life let me know I was a diamond; they let me know how I had to carry myself and who I had to beware of. The greatest sabotagers in our life are often ourselves. If you don't believe in the quality of your diamond you will never recognize it's value.
You come into this world a rare diamond; given a life that you eventually begin to right your own story. Treat yourself like the rare diamond you are. The way you LIVE has everything to do with the type of people you will attract and the type of opportunities that will come your way. Along the way, you will encounter counterfeit diamonds, Goliath's, and at some point you will recognize the "bad guy". Whatever you do, don't join them.
LIVE like a diamond.