You know what remarkable looks like.
You see it every day.
You consume remarkable music, eat remarkable food, drive remarkable cars, and use remarkable pieces of technology.
You do not partake in anything less than remarkable.
So why would you ever think that something that you create that is not remarkable would be consumed by anyone else?
Why would you settle for mediocre?
Why would you not honor yourself to have remarkable first before you expect remarkable results.
Signed: Your future self
Creating something remarkable takes time, effort, and attention.
Let’s make our work remarkable so our future self can’t write us letters.
I have been watching the show Gold Rush since the first episode. I don’t know if you have seen an episode, but let me catch you up. The show follows gold minors who are looking to hit it big and find gold wherever they can. As you can imagine with any reality show, the amount of drama and action is always at an all-time high each episode. And this season opened in true Gold Rush fashion with high action and high drama.
As I watched the season premier a couple of weeks ago I realized that I had been learning a valuable life lesson from this show.
No, this lesson has nothing to do with finding gold or getting rich.
I learned what it means to persevere and move forward.
Let me explain…
I have always had a hard time giving money.
Every time I hear the pastor at church talk about the importance of giving money, anxiety runs to my throat and renders me speechless with only excuses left to fill my head.
“Well I don’t have any money to give.”
“I will give next week.”
“I forgot my checkbook, dang.”
“I will give when I make more money.”
“I already give enough.”
“I serve, that is giving right?”
These are just some of the excuses that run through my mind every time I hear the need or the request. Each one is filled with it’s own ridiculousness, and each one seems to ring truer every time the anxiety of not giving rushes over my body.
Truthfully, I do give.
Each month, me and my wife both support a compassion kid.
We support a friend who is a church planter.
We offer our home to host parties and friends.
We give of our time to serve others.
But this is not the giving that I feel convicted on.
Where the struggle plays out for me is in the way I sacrificially give.
I do not understand what it means to give till it hurts.
This brings the deepest problem to the surface. I am scared to give.
My trust only goes as far as my budget will go. And with each automatic withdrawal, the safety of giving casually protects me from the giving sacrificially.
Giving is suppose to hurt. I don’t want to hurt.
Therefore I do not give.