This past month has been insane.
I mean, sure, there was that whole Christmas thing. And then New Year's. And finishing last semester. And starting this semester.
Minor details.
No, what I'm talking about doesn't concern school or holidays. What I'm talking about is life.
Over the last month or so, I've set some pretty lofty goals for myself:
Gain 30 pounds.
Stop drinking soda.
Spend less than five minutes a day on Facebook.
And the list goes on.
And as I've pursued these things, I've been doing a lot of reading. A lot of reading. On weight gaining. On blogging. On spirituality and what it means to accept the Bible for what it is and not what I want it to be. On photography. On living my life to the fullest. And so, so much more.
And you know what I've found that's helped me? Frankly, very little.
You see, as I'm working toward truly living life every moment of every day (as opposed to simply existing and letting life happen to me), I'm learning. I'm learning what works for me.
The thing is, I read a thing here and there about what to do for this and that. But ultimately, it comes down to me actually living and finding out what works for me - not just what I think sounds good to me.
Sure, I love reading. It's great for learning and great for leisure. And I love learning and enjoying myself. But learning and leisureliness do not equate with living.
In this last month, I've learned that in order to find what works for me, I actually have to take the risk of failing in order to discover success. And I think this is something that could be said for you as well.
Want to be a big-time blogger? You don't have to post 5 times a week, or even once a week. There's no magic formula. Find what works for you and do it.
Want to live a healthier lifestyle? You don't have to exercise 4 hours a day. You don't have to be a vegan. You do have to find what works for you and do it.
Want to write a book? You don't have to wake up at 5 AM everyday or stay up until 3 AM every night. If it's not your thing, don't do it. Find what works for you and... yup, you guessed it: do it.
I know I sound like a Nike commercial right now, but it doesn't get much simpler than that. If you're looking to live a richer, more fulfilling life right now, then stop reading, stop seeking the "right way." Figure out what it means for you to live a fulfilled life and just do it.
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Questions: What is holding you back from achieving your goals? Why do you fear the risk of failure? How will you live a more fulfilled life in your own personal way today?
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1.18.2012
1.17.2012
There's a Hole in the Bucket...
... dear Liza, dear Liza.
Just kidding.
I'm not here to sing you a catchy song.
Or even to write a catchy post.
Instead, I'm going to let you take the spotlight today.
Yup. You.
I fear there may be a hole in my good ol' bucket o' blogs, because it's running dry.
And when I don't have many blogs to read, I get sad.
So whether you're young or old, rich or poor, a native to this blog or a new reader, I want you to leave a comment with your a blog that you're really loving right now.
It can be about anything. Circuses. Parades. Circuses in parades! I'm not picky, I promise.
Let me have it! And thanks in advance!
This is me when I run out of blogs to read. |
I'm not here to sing you a catchy song.
Or even to write a catchy post.
Instead, I'm going to let you take the spotlight today.
Yup. You.
I fear there may be a hole in my good ol' bucket o' blogs, because it's running dry.
And when I don't have many blogs to read, I get sad.
So whether you're young or old, rich or poor, a native to this blog or a new reader, I want you to leave a comment with your a blog that you're really loving right now.
It can be about anything. Circuses. Parades. Circuses in parades! I'm not picky, I promise.
Let me have it! And thanks in advance!
1.16.2012
Concerning Mrs. Hatmaker
Jen Hatmaker is wrecking my life.
It started about five days ago.
Somehow, by some supernatural force, Mrs. Hatmaker weaseled her way into the life of one of our best friends. And somehow, someway, she convinced our friend to convince my wife to convince me to participate in the challenge presented in her book 7: An Experimental Mutiny Against Excess.
Jen Hatmaker is a very convincing woman, apparently.
When she wrote this book in 2011 she knew. She just knew that she was going to ruin me.
First of all, she's starting by taking away my sacred Sundays and forcing me to spend it resting. And actually going to church! Ridculous, I say! I'm American! I work every day, around the clock, and only stop for coffee!
And then there's this this prayer nonsense we're doing as a part of the chapter on stress. She's treating it like it actually matters. Apparently she missed the memo that we get when we become Christians that says, "We only say we'll pray - God doesn't actually expect us to do it." Who actually wastes time with such an antiquated ritual, anyway?
And seven times a day?! What are we, monks? C'mon, Jen. I have really important stuff to do, like checking my Facebook compusively throughout the day. If I'm praying seven times a day, how do you expect me to know every intimate detail of my friends' lives?
And while I'm thinking of it: I love the number seven. But now, something tells me I'm going to grow to hate it. Just one more thing to thank Jen Hatmaker for...
And this stinkin' book just. keeps. going.
After the stress chapter I have to basically stop eating food for a month, only getting to choose 7 foods to eat.
And then after that I have to dress like a flippin' hobo, only getting 7 pieces of clothing to wear.
And then Mrs. Jen attacks my spending habits. And my sacred media. And my possessions. And my waste (which I obviously have none of - c'mon, Jen). This is my life, Mrs. Hatmaker, and I'm not sure why you insist upon ruining it for oh, so long.
Will the mutiny ever end?!
This is gonna be a tough one, people. I'm thinking I'm going to have to add this challenge to my 52 in 2012 (which I guess would make it 53). If I don't make it, you'll know who to thank. But before you do, let me be the first to say it:
Mrs. Hatmaker, you've officially ruined my life, and for that, I thank you.
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Questions: What do you think about the idea of simplifying your life? Do you think we live in excess? What's so bad about having so much? How can you simplify your life today?
Interested in the book? I'm giving it my highest recommendation - a billion stars out of a billion. BUY IT! (And no, I get nothing for this - Jen Hatmaker and her publisher have no idea I exist)
It started about five days ago.
Somehow, by some supernatural force, Mrs. Hatmaker weaseled her way into the life of one of our best friends. And somehow, someway, she convinced our friend to convince my wife to convince me to participate in the challenge presented in her book 7: An Experimental Mutiny Against Excess.
Jen Hatmaker is a very convincing woman, apparently.
When she wrote this book in 2011 she knew. She just knew that she was going to ruin me.
First of all, she's starting by taking away my sacred Sundays and forcing me to spend it resting. And actually going to church! Ridculous, I say! I'm American! I work every day, around the clock, and only stop for coffee!
And then there's this this prayer nonsense we're doing as a part of the chapter on stress. She's treating it like it actually matters. Apparently she missed the memo that we get when we become Christians that says, "We only say we'll pray - God doesn't actually expect us to do it." Who actually wastes time with such an antiquated ritual, anyway?
And seven times a day?! What are we, monks? C'mon, Jen. I have really important stuff to do, like checking my Facebook compusively throughout the day. If I'm praying seven times a day, how do you expect me to know every intimate detail of my friends' lives?
And while I'm thinking of it: I love the number seven. But now, something tells me I'm going to grow to hate it. Just one more thing to thank Jen Hatmaker for...
And this stinkin' book just. keeps. going.
After the stress chapter I have to basically stop eating food for a month, only getting to choose 7 foods to eat.
And then after that I have to dress like a flippin' hobo, only getting 7 pieces of clothing to wear.
And then Mrs. Jen attacks my spending habits. And my sacred media. And my possessions. And my waste (which I obviously have none of - c'mon, Jen). This is my life, Mrs. Hatmaker, and I'm not sure why you insist upon ruining it for oh, so long.
Will the mutiny ever end?!
This is gonna be a tough one, people. I'm thinking I'm going to have to add this challenge to my 52 in 2012 (which I guess would make it 53). If I don't make it, you'll know who to thank. But before you do, let me be the first to say it:
Mrs. Hatmaker, you've officially ruined my life, and for that, I thank you.
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Questions: What do you think about the idea of simplifying your life? Do you think we live in excess? What's so bad about having so much? How can you simplify your life today?
Interested in the book? I'm giving it my highest recommendation - a billion stars out of a billion. BUY IT! (And no, I get nothing for this - Jen Hatmaker and her publisher have no idea I exist)
1.14.2012
De-Lurking Time!
photo credit: wizard - sxc.hu |
I know you're out there.
I have my ways - trust me.
With that being said, it's time to come out of the darkness for a moment. Just a moment, I swear!
Get out of that shell and leave a comment!
Say hello, let me know you exist, and then you can go back into hiding. And if you regularly comment, feel free to comment as well!
Let's make this an epic National Delurking Day get-together!
1.13.2012
Use What You've Got
So the other day, we chatted about a dude named Timothy.
You don't recall that conversation? Check out this post from Monday.
Sir Tebow is a pretty popular dude - hence why I'm talking about him again.
You see, I highlighted something that T-squared said the other day, and I think that was pretty stinking important. However, there's something else he said in that same post-game interview that struck a chord with me. Something that resonated with my heart, that I can't let go of.
Here's the quote I pulled in full again, with a little different emphasis:
Whether you like Tim Tebow as a person or as a football player, you can't deny this: he's wise beyond his years. You see, Tim Tebow understands something very important about his life. He realizes that what he has is nothing more than a stage, to be occupied and used, but eventually vacated. So he's making the most of his set time, knowing that eventually, someone else is going to steal the show.
And suddenly, a couple of days ago, I realized the same thing.
I have a platform, just like Tim Tebow. It may not be the same, but it's a stage nonetheless - eventually, I will have to bow out. And I want to be wise with the short set time that I have. I want to make it evident what I'm about and where my heart lies. And when I think about my heart, the first thing that comes to my mind is adoption.
I don't have enough time or web space to explain why I'm so passionate about this subject. That's another another topic for another blog post.
So here I am, on the stage I've been given (for now), bearing my heart's passion to you. I want to use this moment, while I have it, to issue a call to action. It may be small, but the impact of this action may be immeasurable. So here's the plea I'm issuing:
I, in the most sincere and passionate way, ask you to sign this petition. It is a small step toward a push for an extension of a tax credit which would help families fully fund adoptions beyond 2012.
Personally, I know of several families that were able to be formed as a result of this tax credit. And I know of several more are waiting in the wings, hoping that they too will receive the funds to fully fund their own adoption.
I know that petition signing seems like a loaded thing these days, but please consider taking a moment of your time to help support this very worthy cause.
And after you sign the petition, you better get to steppin'. After all, you, just like Tim Tebow, only have so much time left on the stage you've been given.
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Questions: What does your stage look like? What do you ultimately hope to use your stage for?
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You don't recall that conversation? Check out this post from Monday.
Sir Tebow is a pretty popular dude - hence why I'm talking about him again.
You see, I highlighted something that T-squared said the other day, and I think that was pretty stinking important. However, there's something else he said in that same post-game interview that struck a chord with me. Something that resonated with my heart, that I can't let go of.
Here's the quote I pulled in full again, with a little different emphasis:
I’m very thankful for the platform God has given me…
It’s special to have the platform of playing football because I have an opportunity to affect people.Monday, I focused on the last sentence of Tebow's quote. And now, since it's the last day of the work week, I want to focus on the first thing Tebow had to say in response to hearing that he was a nationwide phenomena.
I was very excited to have Bailey Knaub here at this game… Football is amazing, we love it, but the real win is being able to comfort a girl who’s gone through 73 surgeries before the game and get a chance to go hang out with her now. That’s the biggest win of the day, so they’re both exciting, but that’s what I’m even more proud of.
Whether you like Tim Tebow as a person or as a football player, you can't deny this: he's wise beyond his years. You see, Tim Tebow understands something very important about his life. He realizes that what he has is nothing more than a stage, to be occupied and used, but eventually vacated. So he's making the most of his set time, knowing that eventually, someone else is going to steal the show.
And suddenly, a couple of days ago, I realized the same thing.
I have a platform, just like Tim Tebow. It may not be the same, but it's a stage nonetheless - eventually, I will have to bow out. And I want to be wise with the short set time that I have. I want to make it evident what I'm about and where my heart lies. And when I think about my heart, the first thing that comes to my mind is adoption.
I don't have enough time or web space to explain why I'm so passionate about this subject. That's another another topic for another blog post.
So here I am, on the stage I've been given (for now), bearing my heart's passion to you. I want to use this moment, while I have it, to issue a call to action. It may be small, but the impact of this action may be immeasurable. So here's the plea I'm issuing:
I, in the most sincere and passionate way, ask you to sign this petition. It is a small step toward a push for an extension of a tax credit which would help families fully fund adoptions beyond 2012.
Personally, I know of several families that were able to be formed as a result of this tax credit. And I know of several more are waiting in the wings, hoping that they too will receive the funds to fully fund their own adoption.
I know that petition signing seems like a loaded thing these days, but please consider taking a moment of your time to help support this very worthy cause.
And after you sign the petition, you better get to steppin'. After all, you, just like Tim Tebow, only have so much time left on the stage you've been given.
... ... ...
Questions: What does your stage look like? What do you ultimately hope to use your stage for?
Don't forget to subscribe to Life Before the Bucket! If you enjoyed this post, please use those fancy schmancy buttons down there to share this post with your friends and family!
photo credit: Raven3k - sxc.hu
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