Who even blogs anymore?
It's 2020 and who knows how much I'll actually post to this but in turn that is probably part of the whole reason I am even writing this in the first place.
Procrastination...
What a long word for laziness, Let me give you a little bit of background for those of you who don't know me: I'm Todd... and in the last 32 years of my life I have discovered something, I am lazy. Not all the time, I can be extremely focused when I am in my passion, OR when I am in the middle of a very detail oriented task, OR when I just choose to be but most of the time I find laziness to be my default mode. This makes what I am about to say extremely difficult, I also HATE. HATE. HATE. LOATHE ENTIRELY... waiting.
But Todd, you ask, Isn't the foundation of waiting just not doing something? Yes. Isn't not doing something also party of being lazy? ::Huge Eye roll:: Yes. Then what's the difference?
Good, now that we got that whole dialogue out of the way, I've got you right where I want you.....
INTENTION
That's the difference.
Being intentional about inactivity is vastly different from passive inactivity. I spend a lot of time wasted on phone games, foolish arguments, nothingness but when I am actively waiting, postured in a place to be ready for the next thing there is something majorly different about my mindset. It removes the selfish component of control and replaces it with trust, or what some may call faith, that there is purpose in the patience.
26 days ago my wife and I moved across the country because of waiting. In fact, our whole lives are postured around waiting and in the last year that has become increasingly more difficult. It's been a funny exchange, the more we trust in the ultimate purpose of our patience, the more we know how fruitful the waiting can be which in turn always makes us want to hurry up the waiting. Yet, the waiting continues. Our move here is the culmination of more than 7 years of waiting. That's a long time and I will gladly admit that it was not always the route I chose to take. I would try my best to curtail the process and find all the possible shortcuts I could take which typically resulted in my own perspective as lengthening the process.
This is simply not true, it's all been factored in... every decision has been utilized for my good, for the betterment of my own development as a man, a husband, and a person. I've learned more about myself through my "failures" and "bad decisions" than through my successes. Everything, every little minuscule change in posture has helped refined me. I started off declaring something about my identity but in reality I am not lazy. I am just learning and I hope you are too.
It's 2020 and who knows how much I'll actually post to this but in turn that is probably part of the whole reason I am even writing this in the first place.
Procrastination...
What a long word for laziness, Let me give you a little bit of background for those of you who don't know me: I'm Todd... and in the last 32 years of my life I have discovered something, I am lazy. Not all the time, I can be extremely focused when I am in my passion, OR when I am in the middle of a very detail oriented task, OR when I just choose to be but most of the time I find laziness to be my default mode. This makes what I am about to say extremely difficult, I also HATE. HATE. HATE. LOATHE ENTIRELY... waiting.
But Todd, you ask, Isn't the foundation of waiting just not doing something? Yes. Isn't not doing something also party of being lazy? ::Huge Eye roll:: Yes. Then what's the difference?
Good, now that we got that whole dialogue out of the way, I've got you right where I want you.....
INTENTION
That's the difference.
Being intentional about inactivity is vastly different from passive inactivity. I spend a lot of time wasted on phone games, foolish arguments, nothingness but when I am actively waiting, postured in a place to be ready for the next thing there is something majorly different about my mindset. It removes the selfish component of control and replaces it with trust, or what some may call faith, that there is purpose in the patience.
26 days ago my wife and I moved across the country because of waiting. In fact, our whole lives are postured around waiting and in the last year that has become increasingly more difficult. It's been a funny exchange, the more we trust in the ultimate purpose of our patience, the more we know how fruitful the waiting can be which in turn always makes us want to hurry up the waiting. Yet, the waiting continues. Our move here is the culmination of more than 7 years of waiting. That's a long time and I will gladly admit that it was not always the route I chose to take. I would try my best to curtail the process and find all the possible shortcuts I could take which typically resulted in my own perspective as lengthening the process.
This is simply not true, it's all been factored in... every decision has been utilized for my good, for the betterment of my own development as a man, a husband, and a person. I've learned more about myself through my "failures" and "bad decisions" than through my successes. Everything, every little minuscule change in posture has helped refined me. I started off declaring something about my identity but in reality I am not lazy. I am just learning and I hope you are too.
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