I was THIS close to quitting this blog already. You know what I mean? I bet you do. Millions of blogs have been abandoned over the past ten years. More now than ever, I bet. The question we each need to ask ourselves is why WOULDN’T we quit blogging? It’s rarely worth the effort. The barrier of entry to profitable blogging is higher than ever.
Which of you wants to work your ass off for something that will never become a success? Not me.
Today was a turning point. One I have reached for for a very long time.
Remembering the crazy time around our the birth of our first child…
I shouldn’t say that this happens 100% of the time. That would be unfair. But my experience and the testimony of many believers around me tells me that greater promotion is often precluded by greater hardship.
Hardship. I like that word. It has a nice, solid sound to it. And somehow more easily swallowed. Hardship defines my life right now. Let’s take a quick look at what’s happened to me and my family:
I wrote this in June of 2007, while I was still an employee. Felt it was worth sharing.
Today began extremely well. It went Starbucks well. It goes without saying that a day beginning with Starbucks is a day worth remembering. Lunch was enjoyable. I spent my lunch hour writing a blog at a new cafe. Returning to work was the first mistake. Little did I know that I would return to an email inbox full of assignments all due tomorrow – and the person assigning them is nowhere close to being my boss.
There are few times in life when I feel ashamed of who I’ve become. When that moment does occur, it usually involves the question of artistic passion, and the lack of commitment to pursue what I thought were my dreams.
My father instilled one very solid value in me: be financially responsible and able to provide for a family before you get married. I took this to heart. This was a sign of honor to me. That a man would unselfishly sacrifice his personal passions in order to provide food and shelter for his bride and future children.