Things That Matter
Memphis to Orlando. Northwest Airlines flight at 31K feet.
I’m on track seven of Rascal Flatts‘ new release, Unstoppable.
The song title is a good one – Things That Matter
This song really struck a nerve with me.
“Things that matter, things that don’t….”
Crazy thing, for most of my life, I’ve felt uncomfortable with the way I think. It’s a weird sort of guilt, and sometimes even confusion. And, conversely, there have been times when I’ve felt unique for the way I think.
Maybe, to use a figure of speech, because it’s killin’ me. Drivin’ me bloody crazy might be another way to say it too.
I’m finally convinced that this is one of the gifts I’ve been given. And rather than change it, I should grow and develop it.
This is a huge step for me. A sort of “coming out of the closet” as the saying goes.
The scary, and paralyzing part?
What if I’m wrong.
The exciting, and liberating part?
What if I’m correct?
Just because I think deeper, longer, harder than many, doesn’t make me a freak.
Feeling like a freak can wear on you after 50 years.
I’ve been on a 7-10 year stretch of major life accomplishments, and the reason these things have happened, is because I’ve thought and prayed about what I’m supposed to do with my life before the sand runs out on my hour-glass.
There are so many people who are afraid to ask that question. And there are even more who can’t answer the question.
If your goal isn’t impossible, you’re not reaching high enough. You can quote me on that one. Good luck.
Carpe diem, jeff noel 🙂