We all want the perfect love story, the dean’s list-worthy GPA, the epic shot, the best selling book, the big raise, the victorious snapshot at the finish line. We want the breathtaking moments, the bikini body, the winning entry; and if not these exact achievements, other, equivalent touchstones.
But what all of these great moments have in common is not as popular: actually kind of gritty, sweaty, and tedious. Really. Hard. Work. Mind numbing tedium, muscle fatiguing exertion, all out shows of sheer will power.
All it takes is a virtual trip to Sochi to see examples of sometimes decades of work resulting in a one minute pay off—maybe. Or, even more likely, not.
A few weeks ago, we had a guest speaker at our church’s 10 year anniversary service. He challenged us to view the concept of “blessings” this way: a blessing is something you become. Not something we should beg for, and certainly not something we deserve, but something we become. For others, through the hard work of loving each other. And, I would add, honoring our dreams by not just thinking their fulfillment is something we’re entitled to.
A perfect love story, then, becomes a challenge to become a blessing to our partner. A stellar GPA….again, a challenge. Honor the process, do the work—and who knows, maybe you will bless someone, someday with the skills you’ve earned. Being in shape? Ridiculous effort. Mostly for ourselves, maybe—but then again, who could we bless by being fully alive, longer?
I honestly don’t know where this line of thinking will lead me, personally, but I suspect it’s out of my comfort zone. I want a WHOLE LOT of things—and my effort does not match the results I’m after. Then again, I am evidently plagued with totally incoherent aspirations so maybe there’s the problem. What is the one thing you are most willing to work for?