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Commitment

I'm committed to this little man right here. He's pooped on me, screamed at me, driven me mad. But I've resolved to always show him love and patience

Commitment?
I’ll start tomorrow.

Sounds like the procrastinator’s prayer, right? Ya, it disgusts me too.

And so I’ve resolved, (truly only a minute ago) that I must, MUST,  post every Monday. Or this will be another project started and left to dust on the shelf.

My soapbox today: stay committed.

It’s so easy, so common in our Facebook generation (click yes, no, or maybe) to simply wait for the next best thing to come along.  For myself that means I often start something–books, letters, chores, relationships– but never carry through to the end. What is it holding me back? Is it fear? Fear that we’ll only fail eventually? Or is it apathy? That little worm that whispers, what does it matter anyways?

I don’t know what it is for you, but for me it’s a bit of both.  But not all is lost. There are ways to fight it.  Persevere. Say you’ll do something, then do it. Care about your words, let them mean something. After all, there’s only one real way to fail: giving up.

Is there a dream, a goal, a person, even a good habit you’ve given up on? I encourage you, be committed.

 

What are ways you practice commitment? 

 

 

The Fields

I have begun to look at my life as a field. All of my past experiences–both good and bad, my relationships, and my gifts, fit into that piece of plowed earth. Everything in that field can be used, cultivated to produce growth, and a good harvest. Yet often times, I think we’d like to overlook some of those past experiences as unwanted and useless. We want to forget. What we miss is this: those things can serve to do great things in the lives around us. Our past is a fertile place, good or bad, it can be used.

Other times I see myself  attempting to plant seeds in earth that isn’t yet ready, or simply outside the bounds of my plot of earth. Then, living outside of my natural limits, I feel stretched thin, unable, often frustrated. Not only this but I realize I’ve not dug deep enough into the land that is ready for seed, watering, or weeding.

I need to claim my field, and I encourage you to also. Cherish this inheritance, sow deep into what we’ve been given, take heart, in due time the harvest will come.