Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Peacock Poop

Isn't it amazing what we can learn from our pets? I have a 14 year-old Yorkie named Honey Bear that is constantly teaching me things. I also have a neighborhood peacock that loves to spend a large part of his morning in my back yard. Apparently it's a great place for his "morning constitution". This is where our lesson begins.....

For some reason, God created dogs to smell and eat poop.... So when I let Honey out into the backyard, he has one goal in mind..... to find peacock poop. Unfortunately for him, he has no system. He just wanders through the yard, serpentining here and there, to and fro, back and forth, yon and der... (okay, I ran out). Since we have a pretty big yard, he spends a long time out there and rarely finds his "goal for the day".

That made me think about my approach to achieving MY goal for each day. How do I go about finding my "peacock poop" for the day? Do I have a system or plan? Do I wander through the day and hope that I run across the right people I need to help me succeed? Do I think that I can just go through my day with my mind wandering and think I'm going to magically come up with a great solution to a company problem? Do I think I am going to effectively serve others or communicate with God today just by chance?

Of course not! Our personal growth does not just happen. We MUST be intentional with our day. We must live each day directing our thoughts and actions to have purpose.

I challenge you today to take control of your thoughts and actions. Use your time wisely and purposefully today. Don't be random. Be intentional. And I hope you have loftier goals than Honey Bear.

2 comments:

Ray Meadors, Ph.D. PSY ~ Carol Meadors, M.A., LPC said...

OUCH!! Now you've gone from "preaching" to "meddling," Rev. Steen. (Ray)

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