"Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might" – Ecc9:10
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If you don’t pitch a fit every once and a while, are you truly alive? You go through life, and nothing makes you really happy or really sad, or really mad?
The only way I know is not to care. Don’t have skin in the game. Stay where it’s safe.
I don’t want to be like that. I want to take sides. Believe in something.
Here’s to pitching a fit, whether you’re right or wrong.
Oh, yeah, How ’bout Them Dawgs!!!
Psalm 911 Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High 3 Surely he will save you 9 If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,” 14 “Because he loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him; Ok, now here is my evangelical moment. You have Isaiah: because of your sins, he does not hear you You have Revelations: whomsoever will Without the revelation, you don’t get the promises of Psalm 91, right? |
The Oz Principle defines Accountability as:
Accountability: “A personal choice to rise above one’s circumstances and demonstrate the ownership necessary for achieving desired results—to See It, Own It, Solve It , Do It®.”
I’ve really tried to embrace the philosophy because it’s highly regarded at Turner. But it always seemed to be adapted from Steven Covey’s Seven Habits of Highly Effective People, minus the emphasis on personal development.
At the root of my struggle was the O.P. definition. I couldn’t wrap around it. Today I hit on a definition from Tony Schwarz that I do identify with:
“Accountability is a means of regularly facing the truth about the gap between your intention and your actual behaviour.
At its best, accountability is both a protection against our infinite capacity for self-deception and a source of information about what still stands in our way.”
Now that’s perfect. It’s quiet mornings like this one, that I acquire the most knowledge. Now let’s go hold myself accountable to my mission statement.
At the end of a few days off, I sit on the back porch, early in the morning, marvelling at change of weather.
Yesterday, it was sunny and in the 90’s. Last night, there were loud, vivid thunderstorms that dropped almost 2 inches of rain. This morning, the cold, wet fog is being torn apart by a northern wind and peaks of sunshine. It feels like football.
The garden, now taken over by nature, reminds me of spring, and how long ago that feels.
The world, poised on World War III, and all I care about is the Georgia-Clemson game.
34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
It has been a long, long time since I felt this comfortable. Believing in Jesus, trusting in God, staying grounded in Literature, especially the Scripture, has paid dividends, I couldn’t have believed unless I had lived it. Reading the Scripture is like knowing the future, and using unlikely weapons like a cup of water or turning the other cheek is AMAZING because it works!
I have a screen door that leads to the garage. It’s had a tear in it since around Christmas. It was one of those jobs that I wanted to get to, but there were always other priorities that seemed to pushed it away.
I finally tackled it this weekend, and the effect on my mental health has caused me to re-evaluate how I prioritize tasks.
I looked at that screen every day, and it was a reminder on how things are always breaking down. As you let tasks like that linger, you will come to believe “everything is breaking down”. So in the future, if the task affects how I will perceive things, I will add a “factor X” to its priority.
I’d love to hear your take on that subject.