REWARDING DESERVED EFFORT.



"Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due [its rightful recipients], when it is in your power to do it." — Proverbs 3:27 (AMP)

One of the things I find unsettling is when rewards are withheld from people who deserve them. It’s so annoying, especially when it’s someone in power trying to oppress.

The thing about being a leader is that you're there to serve. Being in power, at its core, is just glorified servitude.

One time in school, I attended a debate competition. It was amazing, every debater was dishing out salient points.

At the end of the debate, the judges took their time before finally deciding on the winner. To our greatest surprise, those who had performed poorly were declared the winners. It was hurtful—not because we didn’t win, but because the ones who supposedly won didn’t deserve it. We were happy to accept any position based on merit, given how well others performed. However, we left feeling sour simply because the rightful recipients were denied their due reward.

Dearest reader, whenever it is in your power to do good, do not relent. Do not be unfair. Imagine how awful those who had prepared with all their might for that competition must have felt because of the unjust power exercised.

Be kind. Give—whether it’s accolades, rewards, resources, or anything else, to those who deserve it. It helps motivate them to do better.



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