I’ve noticed a few things recently (as I usually do). In my quest of becoming a better person, I have hastily forgotten something along the way.
I desire to be known for doing good things in my life. I want to be a good friend, caring father, wonderful sibling, loyal son and loving husband. While some of these roles have not yet been downloaded to my profile, I still desire to have these characteristics be synonymous with my name. At the end of my life, I want to have impacted the world in a very practical way. There’s just one catch: Things take time.
I struggle with this concept. Often. As a child, I didn’t get what I wanted, when I wanted but, now I behave more like a child in my adultness. I feel like I should have things they way I want them, after instantly thinking of them. Absurd, right?
I recently sat down and took a hard look at my finances: with someone else other than myself. It was hard, embarrassing, humbling and excruciating to have this person look at my finances and find ways to help me deep a plan (this was a HUGE step for me). I felt this way, not because of the person helping me, but because I was being hard on myself. (I am usually the person to appear well put-together, but that couldn’t have been any further than the truth at that moment.)
Among other things, I was frustrated because I felt that as a 35-year old, I should be a lot further along financially, than I was. While I have a few pecuniary measures in place (and I mean a few), I felt like I should be better off at this pint in my life. The person reminded me that everything requires a process and it’s best to start with a written plan, making better choices over-time with money.
Sometimes I forget that, “Rome wasn’t built in a day.” I am certainly guilty of that. I leave little room for affording others grace to grow, and I certainly afford myself none. But I’m learning that everything takes time. Everything requires a process. It all happens over-time.
Until Next time,