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My journey to the Big One

I know you are asking yourselves what I meant by “the Big One”. Trust me; if I knew it myself I would have explained it. All I know is, there is a Big One.

It was in late October 2003, a year and a couple of months after my arrival to Canada. I was still adjusting to my new home but my mind was still back home, especially considering what I had done while I was there (see my blog on the journey to my major project).

I wanted to do something significant, and I felt nothing could stop me. Little did I know what was ahead of me. Now with a little bit of distance, I could admit that I wanted things for the wrong reasons. I just wanted to show off and brag and I learned it the hard way (please don't feel sorry for me, I needed it). Napoleon Hill wrote that in every adversity lies a blessing in disguise (I wanted to shoot him when I read that, cause I did not see any blessings at all). It was only later on that I came to truly understand what he meant (and I have to apologize to Napoleon). By the way, I am writing this blog watching The Jamie Foxx show. It is hilariously funny. Talk about multitasking...

Anyways, my idea was to bring famous artists from Canada and Europe to my country for a big concert that would be broadcast in North America, with a goal of helping the kids back home. It was a pretty big idea, and a friend of mine hooked me up with big names in the industry. All I had to do was find the money.

So, I started running. I don't think there was any place I didn't go to. I knocked on the doors of everyone I knew, I went to every city I could think of, but no one seemed to care. March 2004 came and I felt like the sky was falling down on me. My contract ended at the radio station and I found myself with no job and a big project to do (with no partner nearby). I had a choice to make. Either I keep on going, or I give up and look for a job ; however, something made me want to fight on!

Along the way, I found a partner who believed in me. He even gave up his dream job so that he could work with me. (By the way, the Jamie Foxx show has ended and now I am watching an NBA game. Go Kobe go).

For 7 straight months, with no job, I kept running looking for sponsors, but no one as much as looked at the project proposal. I started to doubt. Maybe I was not supposed to do this. Finally, somebody wanted to meet with me so that I could explain to him what I was trying to do. I was excited. I put on my black suit (the only one I had) and red shirt and went to see him. I explained the project to him and he was very excited about it. He agreed to be my partner and would help me get the sponsors. He even gave me an office so that I could keep on working on the project...

To tell you the truth, I was exhausted. So many months, running, with no help, with no job. It was tough. Really tough...

On September 1st 2004, something happened that changed my life forever. I was home, with no money at all. I mean nothing. Not even a bus ticket to go to the office. What could I do? Nothing. I had run out of all options. And then I did something that I have learned to do ever since: I prayed.

My prayer was short and simple. I just said: “Hey Big One, if you do exist, then now would be a great time for you to show up, because I need you. And I won't do anything unless you tell me. I am going to sleep, and from now on everything is out of my hands”. And I went to sleep.

Five minutes into my sleep (I did really sleep), the phone rang. It was a lady calling from an organization that I had been volunteering for as a French-English interpreter. She wanted to know if I was available. I was so available if only I could get out of my house. She told me that there was a lawyer who was looking for an interpreter and that he was willing to pay. Did you hear that? That was a song I wanted to hear in my ears. Long story short, she gave me his phone number. When I contacted the lawyer he told me that he was so desperate to find an interpreter that he was willing to come over to my place to pick me up in his car right away (do I have to remind you that I had no bus ticket to move around?).

So, he came, and I went to his office where I worked for 3 hours. As promised, he gave me a cheque. It was enough to buy a monthly pass and them some.
Do you remember my prayer to the Big One? He delivered big time and, in fact he has never stopped.

What about my big project, you may ask? It never came through. And even now, I don't know why. But I do believe everything happens for a reason. The whole thing was for me to see the Big One in action. Project or no project, I think I made a great deal, don't you think? By the way, Kobe is playing like an MVP.

Moral of the story? Do you want the Big One to show up in your life? Just go to sleep and the phone will ring.

Always a pleasure

The Journeyman.


  1. Wow great story Patrick!

    Inspiring to know that a little prayer can get results from the Big One!


  2. I have some scripture for this, and it's my favourite Psalm

    Psalm 127.1-2 :
    " Except the Lord build the house they labor in vain that build it : except the Lord kept the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.
    It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows : for so HE GIVETH HIS BELOVED SLEEP."

    The BigMan
    The man who refused to seat on the bench !


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