I’m amazed I’m alive. I’m fascinated by this concept. God didn’t need to create me. The world would never suffer from my not being here. While I know my life has impacted some, I know I’m not indispensable. I don’t posses a skill that, if I were never conceived, would inhibit God’s plan. And neither do you.
I have life. And more than that, I have it in middle class America. Which again, is an amazing and unmerited gift. I don’t live in the Kibera or Muthare slums in Kenya. I don’t live in a jungle in South America. I live in an unbelievably and overwhelmingly good place. And the vast majority of you do, as well.
We have life. We have it here. And we haven’t done a single thing to deserve it. God doesn’t owe us this. We’re no better than the child born in abject poverty in India, or China, or Mexico. (And in my case, many days I’m much worse.) God, in His mysterious sovereignty, included us in His plan. We’ve been given a ticket to ride. And it’s pretty amazing.
I’m convinced more and more that the question in response to our status is not “why,” as in “why did God choose me?” but that the question is “what?”
As in, “What are we to do with this ticket? What are we to do with our time on board this ride?”
I don’t know what it looks like for you. But I’m learning more and more each day what it looks like for me. And while I won’t bore you with the details, I’m discovering one thing about my the answer to my “what” . . .
I’m discovering that I’m leaving a lot on the table. I’m not placing a high enough value on my inclusion in the Plan. Maybe my what isn’t what it should be. And it certainly isn’t what it could be.
Listen, I’m not fishing for compliments. I’m not being naive and you shouldn’t be either. My life has mattered. So has yours. I’ve made an impact (on a small scale) and so have you. But it’s not about the journey up to this point. It’s about today. And I’m telling you, I’m leaving a lot on the table.
Want to know the number one thing that’s influencing this? I have too many distractions. And so do you. And you and I both need to do the hard work of paring them away. They are directly impacting our effectiveness. They are leading to a very ugly reality . . .
We’re wasting our time.
Ask yourself today, right now maybe, “What are my distractions?” What are those things that are keeping you from maxing it out? From giving all you have to answering your “what”? What’s keeping you from crushing it? From squeezing every little bit out of the space God has given you on board The Ride? I’m not talking about your hobbies. Or downtime with your family. I believe it’s vital that we make time to unplug and to unwind. You know what I’m talking about . . .
I’m talking about the time you spend playing video games, or watching TV, or jogging, or reading ESPN.com, or playing around on Facebook, or any of the million other things you know you do that distract you. Every. Single. Day.
Is it your blog that’s the distraction?
That book you’ve been writing?
Is it coaching your kid’s soccer team?
Is it your best friend?
Is it a student or students?
It’s different with everyone. What serves as a distraction for me may be one way you’re answering the “what” in your life. Only you know. And you DO know . . .
And that’s the problem. We know what we need to change, but we’re not disciplined enough to do anything about it. And until we do, you and I both will continue to have less of an impact than we potentially could.
I don’t want to be that guy. And I know you don’t either. Let’s do somethign about it. We’re wasting time.