It’s amazing that with my advanced age (it feels like it after this cinnamon roll) that I still try to cheat and look for shortcuts.
Take the Path of Least Resistance, for nothing tough will happen.
It’s such a happy place this road, full of stops with late-night TV, mindless Facebook and falling asleep on the couch. So hard to focus on what’s important, and we want to get there with the least amount of effort as possible.
Get me a pill to lose weight, a remote to get my work done during the day and somebody to stand in for me in church.
Speaking of church, I recently sat in the back of the chapel and watched a little kid sit and play with an iPad. On the surface level, it worked like a charm. He didn’t utter a peep. Mom and dad didn’t have to take him out or warn him at all.
Later after the Sacrament, I watched as he and his sister enjoyed large juice packets and a box of chips.
But look where we were at. We were sitting at the Well of Living Water, provided for all those who thirst. We are told to bring our jugs to soak in what’s given to us, but most of the time, I still find myself guilty of sneaking onto my phone.
Hopefully I can summon up enough focus to sit still for an hour.
I remember speaking with a professional coach about learning discipline to accomplish my goals and how tough that was.
She looked at me directly from across the table and told me something I will never forget.
If it’s important to you, you’ll do what it takes to accomplish it. Period. End of story.
Suddenly this cinnamon roll doesn’t taste so good anymore.