My struggle with contentment.
It’s a real thing and we all suffer from it at one point or another. My loving wife has made it known to me lately and it’s a sad thing for me to admit. But, we don’t grow if we don’t change.
Change is what growth is all about. If there is no change, there is no butterfly. If no one changed, there would be a world full of really terrible artists, musicians, writers, and the sort. We all start off terrible and get better as we learn new things. It’s the ignorant ones that are arrogant enough to think that they are wearing the cat’s pajamas that stain the sheets for the rest of us.
So, what is discontent?
For me, it never seems to be enough to accomplish a major achievement or goal. We live debt-free. Okay, cool. I’m writing more now than I have been in the past. Fine. So what seems to be my problem? I don’t have an inkling of issues that majority of the world has to deal with. I’m not poor but I’m not throwing money out the window to make my bed at night either.
In a word; fulfillment.
Fulfillment is the key for me I think.
Why does it never seem enough to get that story done? Why does it never seem to be enough to complete a goal or task?
I know that I’m on the right track towards the goal that God has set me on. More than once, he has told me, “Just write.” That’s been the direction I’ve been given and it has been some of the most troubling as well.
Do I write the stories that come to mind?
Do I try to help other writers along the way?
Do I write articles like this one in the attempt to help someone that is searching for the right answer?
With the guidance I have, writing seems to be the key to the puzzle. Writing will get me the next collection of stories to publish. Writing will get me past that issue of fulfillment because there is always a story that needs to be completed. Writing will be my way of entertainment. Writing is the way…
Is writing the answer for everyone? I doubt it.
If everyone were to write, we wouldn’t have the desire to learn guitar and piano. We wouldn’t have the desire to capture a blazing sunset with a camera or do a portrait with oil paints. Writing isn’t for everyone.
God is the only one that is for everyone. I’m no better than anyone else in the fact that I need Him just as much as the next person. That void that we all seek to fill is waiting within God’s outstretched arms.
So, where does that leave us?
We all have that creative urge, right? We see that painting in the art gallery and instantly the wish for the skills comes upon us. We want to be able to do amazing things, but like so many people of the world, we don’t want to put in the effort to obtain that skill set.
Is writing easy? Not if you want to be good at it. We’re taught to write at a very young age and it gets progressed some as we age and go through school. But what happens when school is over? Most don’t think about it again unless we are forced to.
I came across a saying a while back and it has haunted my thoughts more than any creepy ghoul or movie monster has any children.
Make excuses or make a way.
That is the truth slapping you in the face so hard you end up in next week just like your mother used to threaten you with. With what you want to do in life, you have a choice; you will find a way to achieve it, or you will make excuses why you are a failure.
Too many times we don’t look to ourselves as being the fault. When in fact we are. We don’t like to admit that about ourselves. We want to think of ourselves as the person that the ad companies want us to believe we are: fascinating, engaging, above the rest, original, and better than everyone else. Why is that so farther than the truth?
What makes a person that works 40 hours a week and then comes home to sit in front of the television for 3-4 hours a night and ignore their 2.5 kids in a home that is way too large for them to connect as a family? Why do we think that we are different that other people when in fact, we do exactly the same thing that everyone else does?
I think it goes back to my main point: DISCONTENT.
We are discontent with ourselves and we seek an escape from it. We use hobbies, crafts, entertainment in any form, alcohol and other vices to serve as crutches to keep us walking through the door at night.
I’m as guilty as the next person. But, what can we do to break this cycle?
Change our mindset.
Our mindset is the key to being content with ourselves and our life.
Join me as I begin my adventure to changing who I am. Let’s change the world by changing our minds about ourselves. Maybe then we’ll see the world for what it really is.
As always, thank you reading. It means a lot to me. Feel free to leave a comment below and we’ll continue this conversation.