I may have said this before, so forgive me if I am repeating myself. I hate New Year’s resolutions. Hate might be a strong word, but it is close so let’s go with it.
Someone recently defined a New Year’s resolution as: “In one year and out the other.” I own a gym so trust me, that definition is spot on.
Between corporate America and now my own small business, I have been goal setting my entire adult life. Can I be honest? When it comes to setting a personal goal, all I want to do is close my day planner and sit on the beach.
Obviously this flies in the face of motivational gurus like:
Earl Nightingale: “People with goals succeed because they know where they’re going.”
Napolean Hill: “A goal is a dream with a deadline.”
Anthony Robbins: “It’s not about the goal. It’s about growing to become the person that can accomplish the goal.”
C.S. Lewis: “You are never too old to set another goal. Or dream another dream.”
Yeah, yeah, I get it. After all, we challenge our Curves members monthly to set one or two goals that will promote their good health.
Other than laziness, there’s another reason I wonder about the gung-ho goal setting routine. Could they become an actual hindrance to what we were truly made to do?
Take my personal life, for example. The journey that led from stay-at-home Mom to vice president in corporate America to small business owner had nothing to do with any personal goals. Shoot, I was tickled to earn enough to pay bills and save a little.
Each one of those milestones came as a result of following a path. Not one that I created or even dreamed, but one that presented itself as I went along. I was not even “qualified” by today’s standards to hold some of those positions. But I did. And fared more than well in most.
Which reminds me of Jesus and His disciples. Jesus entrusted a world-saving message to a dozen rag-tag followers, most of whom were uneducated blue collar workers, full of the same human frailties as we are. Yet, 2,000 years later, the Holy Bible (their message in book form) is the most read book in the world.
I may be wrong, but I don’t picture Peter or Paul sitting around a map of the ancient world saying: “Okay, by year end we need reach five cities, 5,000 people and obtain 1,000 converts.” Nope, I don’t see it.
What I do see is men committed to a mission with a purpose and passion.
Commitment. Passion. Mission. I like that.
As a matter of fact, I have one myself this year. A mission.
Many of you are familiar with the story of Ken’s and my divorce and reconciliation. It is a story of hope, to put it mildly. A story that many have encouraged us to share – which I do frequently as a speaker. But now it is time to put it in writing.
So my mission (should I choose to accept — and I did) is to write a book this year. Since it is a story about two people, Ken and I are writing this together. Our story.
Consequently, I will be suspending my blog for now. Between running a business, being married, and sleeping, I only have so many hours. I hope you will still follow me on Facebook @theDianeMaxey and, when the time comes, read our book.
In the meantime, I like Walt Disney’s philosophy best of all: “The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing.”
I’m with you, Walt.
What is your mission this year?