A few weeks ago I made the choice to support The Freedom Journal by entrepreneur John Lee Dumas, host of one of the most influential podcasts on the business market. Saturday morning, my copy of the journal arrived in the mail. I went through the first few pages and set goals for the initial ten-day sprint.
The theme of the journal is accomplishing a larger goal through measured effort spread over 100 days.
This morning I wrote out three daily goals (this was the last day of four days in a hotel for us as a family. Our floors were getting refinished after water damage. You can find past posts about the experience around Thanksgiving 2015). The first two were related to this business and my upcoming book. The third was something I hadn’t considered before and, honestly had me the most nervous.
Spend devotional time with Carter.
We went to church and I had it planned out in my head. It would be the start of something big and valuable for us as father and son.
Then we got home and everything fell apart.
The water to the house had been turned off. I turned it back on. The flow valve behind one of the toilets in the house broke and flooded the ceiling again. Water dripped through a brand new ceiling onto our refinished floor. We scrambled for towels, calling the Restoration company we’d used for the original claim.
They came over and dried things out. Now, three months after the initial incident, we have a pair of holes in our ceiling again and a new ding on our homeowner’s insurance. I put Aiden to bed and, by the time he fell asleep, Carter was in bed himself.
The devotional time did not happen.
Someone said once that resistance is a sign of moving in the right direction. I don’t doubt, for a second, that this was connected to my goal of spending time with Carter and teaching him about Jesus.
The process is about refinement. Nothing worth it is ever easy and, to think about this drastic of a distraction, there must be a large calling on Carter’s life. The spark is there and it will take more than another leak to prevent me from making the connection.
Tomorrow, we will try again.
As for now, I type this in our bedroom as three blowers dry the dining room for the next three days. The process will continue. I’ve decided to live the next hundred days with fresh intention, fresh faith, new effort and push to get closer to God. I plan on living out the idea of truly giving back my writing as a gift to be used to change lives for the better.
If you are struggling tonight and stumble on this post, I pray you know there is hope. Don’t let what you see interrupt the work God has in your life for your life.
We were blessed to be able to reach out to friends and go to their house for dinner tonight. If you are struggling, know you are not alone. If it seems that way, know I’m there for you. Beyond this block of type, know you are being prayed for and feel free to reach out to me. I will respond.
Have a great night. This is just the beginning.