It's extremely easy for me to focus on that over which I have no control. Or those things I find myself deficient of in light of those around me. But who wants to live that kind of life?
I've always seen this as the eternal flaw of the over-achiever.
Therefore, I've made a choice. One that will sustain me through this life, through my interactions with others, and within the confines of my own faith. I've chosen to give it up to the Father.
Don't believe for a second that this is easy for me. Or that I am so willing to "leave it all at the altar" - as the mothers of the church would say. But, as I bargain with the ideas of faith and worry, the former allows me to release a burden of stress, while the former will assuredly kill me before I'm able to walk into my promises as a husband, father, career professional, etc.
I'm not where I want to be in my life. Honestly, I've lost my outlook on what actualized goals will allow me to see indicators of success, some form of signal that I'm at least making progress. I need to go back to the drawing board on that one. Once I've conjured that list of ideas, I'll then leave THOSE THINGS at the altar.
Don't misinterpret me. I know faith without works is dead. So, I know that I've got to change my game up. I've got to work more. To work out more. To work smarter. I've got to begin to use my brain to get me through these goals. I've got to sacrifice sleep and energy to become the person I want to see myself as in the next 10 years.
I need to be specific. Thorough. Patient.
I have to position myself to be in the right place at the right time so that opportunity has no choice but to find me. I need this universe to bend at my will so that all that the Father has in store for me, I inherit in ways I could never imagine.
So, as I said - I'm giving it over to faith. I'm taking the road less traveled and meeting my fears face-to-face.
Today. Will. Be. Different.
