Do you ever watch high-achieving people and think to yourself “How do they do that? How do they fit that much into a day? What do they have that I don’t have?” I don’t care how successful you are in your personal and/or professional life; there is someone who does it better, faster, and more often.
I was in my Sunday school class a few weeks ago discussing prayer. One of my friends shared with us how difficult it can be to keep his mind focused while he’s praying. I cracked up when he told us he could be in the middle of a prayer and randomly start thinking about a puppy-faced monkey wearing a diaper. Those in class that hadn’t seen the soft drink commercial from the Super Bowl needed some enlightenment.
I watched a news story recently about a huge performance being cancelled at a local university because there was a white nationalist rally scheduled to be held there the same day. I immediately had feelings of anger, frustration and contempt. Parents and students talked of all the hard work and preparation that went in to staging the event. You could see how disappointed they were. On one hand I was upset because I felt like the university was caving to the bigots and their hateful message. I also understand the main concern for the university was safety, so it’s not unreasonable to make the call they did. At the end of the news segment, the main feeling I had was sadness.
When you see the phrase” the three Rs”, you may have a couple of things that come to mind. Back in the day it was an educational phrase that referred to the “reading, ‘riting, and ‘rithmetic” we learned in school. More recently it’s been used to describe how we can help our environment when we “reduce, reuse, and recycle.” Lately, I’ve been using it differently in some of the talks I’ve given. If you’ve seen any of my stuff, you know I often write and talk about our tendency to become so comfortable in life, that it might hold us back from really living. As a general rule, we don’t like to be uncomfortable. In fact, we spend a lot of time, effort, and money trying to figure out how to not be uncomfortable. It feels so much better in our gut when things are comfortable. It’s when things become too comfortable that we start to coast through life and drive ourselves into a rut we didn’t even know was there.
As many of you know, I spend quite a bit of time talking and writing about being suspicious of the comfort in our lives and making sure it doesn’t hold us back from – yep, you guessed it – reaching, growing and doing. We start to “settle in” to life and before we know it, we’re in a rut doing the exact same things, day after day, year after year. We blame it on the demands of modern-day life, but deep down inside, we know we’re supposed to be feeling more…and doing more.
“C’mon Dad, it will be fun!” My oldest daughter Bailey kept saying that to me, but I couldn’t get past the feeling I was going to throw up. Two summers ago I was about to turn fifty, and wanted to do something I had never done before. Bailey thought that skydiving would be the perfect activity for me – she had done it the summer before and loved it – plus she wanted to go again. I can assure you of all the things I was thinking about doing, jumping out of an airplane never came close to making the list. As I age, I seem to have developed a growing fear of heights. The mere thought of doing it made me break out in a sweat. I was genuinely afraid.
A few weeks ago I heard a scream from the other side of the house, so I ran to see what was happening. It was my youngest daughter Anna in the shower and we had run out of hot water. She clearly wasn’t prepared for the water to turn that cold, that fast. I assumed the pilot light had gone out on the gas water heater, so I went into our garage to investigate. My assumption was correct, so I started the process of re-lighting the pilot and trying not to blow up the house.
