Here’s a question to ponder today if you have time? And I completely own this question. It’s really not for anyone else, other than myself. I just happen to be sharing outloud. That’s how it’s done these days. Lol. You can honestly stop reading right now.
For quite a long time. I’ve enjoyed writing. And when I say a long time, I mean, I have an article I wrote on the newsletter team in middle school. Photo and all….its real cute. I came across it recently tucked away in some old papers.
Counting from middle school until today, is a very long, long time, to stick with a dream of being a writer. That’s a lot of years invested.
I always imagined that if I tried long enough, if I was patient, if I treated people well, if I followed the golden Rule(s), if I crossed all the “t”s and dotted all the “i”s, if I put others feelings and needs ahead of my own, if I loved my family and friends, and a few enemies, if I went to church, if I paid my tithes, if I tried to be a good christian, and if I read all the right “how to” books…then one day, just one day, it would all – click.
You know what I mean. The day where that scripture about “All things working together for good”, would click and become a fantastic reality. It sounds like a mix between religious legalism, a little theology, and the big bang theory. But this is my go to quote…never give up….never! One day all the hard work will come together and make this amazing thing.
I want to be that person who wrote for her friends or family, and wound up on the NY best sellers list and changed people lives for the better. You know, a game changer. Larger than life with a whole lot of love and laughter and a few extras that I’ll probably have to pay for. Here’s why.
I grew up with people around me who NEVER gave up… I mean NEVER! Not unless you were moving up to the “Deluxe apartment in the sky”. And no, I’m not talking about George Jefferson. I lived in a “never give up” culture. And I do mean, dig your heals in, strap on your seat belt, hang on for the ride, don’t get in my way, and don’t ask me any questions. My culture said …. I’ve got things to do, and I’ve got to make a difference today. It didn’t matter how difficult things became or the challenges you faced, you kept going, and going. To every challenge, you had some choices. You either found a solution, you made up a solution, or you became the solution. But you always kept going. Hands down, no questions ask. Face to the floor, nose to the grind, hands to the plow, feet to the pavement, leaning forward, leaning hard, and getting it done.
I always wanted to be that guy named Norm. Do you remember “Norm” who waltzed into the bar “Cheers” – “where everybody knows your name”. How fun would it be to walk in and everybody yell Norm. I want to be Norm. LOL. (I can leave the beer out tho, the days of drinking for me are way more than over, I’m way too old now).
But Norm is a cool guy. Everybody knows him, everybody likes him, and when he comes in, he doesn’t even have to order the beer. It just comes sliding down the bar.
I am actually laughing right now as I write this because I also have another all time favorite idol besides Norm. It’s Joyce Meyer. I always wanted to be Joyce Meyer. She teaches the truth, enjoys her family, life, and ministry, she is extremely successful, and people really seem to like her.
I just want to burst out laughing right now, because I just realized my idol is some version between Norm and Joyce Meyer.
I have totally moved off topic. But I have completely entertained myself with a good laugh. My sister laughs at me, not because she thinks I am funny, but because I think I am funny.
Back to the important dream of being a writer. I know I am a writer. But are you really a writer, if nobody reads your writing? Hmmmm, I’m not sure. So this has led me to wander if I should give up on the dream of this becoming a writer with the influence of Norm and Joyce Meyer.
There’s a quote that says, if you keep doing the same thing over and over and keep getting the same results….it’s insanity …. not a time honored persistence that leads to an amazingly successful life.
So I’ll leave it right there. I think it’s fair to say, I could keep pressing on, or I could give up and get a new dream. Our world is so different today. And in hopes of writing, I do track my stats on writing. For the last couple of years, I usually get a few likes from family and friends. And that’s one of the reasons I do it. I love you guys!!! Maybe one or two will respond. Nothing major. I do enjoy the song and dance of writing.
But I do notice a lot of patterns also in our media today. I can watch a man clean his driveway with a pressure washer for 15 minutes and have 1 million views, or people pull hot wax out of their nose, and the views are again, in the millions. I have probably watched my fair share of people mowing lawns, and chiropractors giving spine adjustments. And I know I am watching it with millions and millions of people all over the world. All I can say is… wow.
How in the world could this little blog possibly ever compete with those things. They are so exciting and earth shattering, why would anyone want to miss a man getting hot wax pulled from every portal of his head. I know, I know, it’s a little bit of a dig. I’m sorry. But I’ve said it, so I will try to move on. Back to finding the happy medium between Norm and Joyce.
If you’ve read this so far, and I seriously doubt that you have, I hope you got a good laugh today. The moral of the stories…
“Laughter is good like medicine”. It’s a proverb somewhere near the middle of the bible, if you want to take a glance.
I guess I need to start there too and see what the bible says about dreams, visions, and idols. If you have any thoughts, I’m open. But try to be kind….someone like myself with only one or two “likes” or “thumbs up” hardly has the ego to handle too much negativity. 👍✌