The Compound Effect of Little Drops

 What was said about little drops and the ocean again?

Before we delve into the topic proper, let me share a story with you.

Some time ago, I found myself in a village where water was regarded as the next rarest thing after petroleum. It was really difficult to get water to drink, let alone to bathe. But one thing gave everyone hope in that village: rain.

Every passing day, we looked forward to the beautiful drizzles from the sky. In fact, we became so observant that we could predict the weather. When a certain part of the sky darkened, we knew it would rain. It's safe to say we became self-made or should I say, condition-made meteorologists.

There were nights when we went to bed with high hopes, leaving our pails and bowls outside, trusting that by dawn, we would wake up to water. Sometimes, we greeted the new day with joy. Other times, our hopes were dashed, our containers still as empty as the night before. Yet, life continued.

Many times, when we anticipated a heavy downpour, all we got were a few drops whispering,

'I wanted to rain, but I don’t have much. Could you manage this, please?'

In those moments, we had no choice but to leave our buckets outside, letting them collect whatever they could. One day, while watching those tiny drops fall into my bucket, something clicked.

I was patient with the rain and with myself. I couldn’t force more water from the sky. All I could do was wait. And as I waited, I noticed something beautiful:
Though the drops were small, the water level rose slowly but steadily.

That’s when it hit me:

Slowly doesn’t mean stuck.

If you’re building, taking steps toward a goal, reading to expand your mind, making meaningful connections, you are progressing.
Those small, intentional efforts will accumulate into something big.

So don’t despise the little drops.
Gather them.
Let them meet a need.
Solve a problem.
Multiply into something greater.

I call this: The Compound Effect of Little Drops.

✍The Expression Voice