Coming To Terms
Sounds like a contract doesn't the phrase terms and coming to agreement. Contract, final, and permanent. Stone, and forever. I was just thinking about where I am at in life. My family, my beautiful wife, children, all of these things that surround me that make me alive.
I thought about commitment, how it takes desire to see something through until finished. How sacrifice makes the end result taste sweet. Misty and I are now raising our children in a more permanent setting, something to be said about finding your place in a ward. I never would admit that the Lord really puts you where you will do good work for him, or that there is actually a place for you to belong. I am a believer of that now, I always thought life is what you make it to be. What you want it to become and I do believe that, but also that your control isn't always yours. That you are not the cap'n but a stooge mopping up the deck. I find myself coming to terms with belonging and caring enough to see my family grow into something more. I realize that sentence sounds cold, but I seem to get caught up in things that don't matter. I rationalize the trivial things, the need to always focus on pointless matters, like the kids bedrooms, the organization of the garage, or making sure that those dam cats don't linger too long in my living room. I like animals, just not in my house. My house, I work hard for it.
Anyway, just thinking about terms and agreements. Monetary agreements seem endless, thank goodness for the eternal ones that I can count on. The lesson I think I am suppose to learn here this past week it not to sweat the small things, but be focused enough to realize a plan of action needs to take place, then to present the idea to higher powers, take action. I want to quit spinning my wheels and actually hit second, third, and really slam it hard into fourth gear. Sometimes I get fed up with being a stick in the mud, or having that feeling around the house. It carries over into work, soccer practice, and home life. I have to say that I don't watch out enough when I start to feel this way, I don't act quickly enough to recognize the situation before I can solve it. It's like a cold that hits you after you just played basketball the day before.
Commitments. I have a greater understanding of them, and being committed, I just want to always have the right action.
7 comments:
David,
Truer words have never been spoken like these words I just read. Dave I am so impressed with everything you have done with your life and family. You are living the dream most men wish they had. In my life I have seen people who can't understand commitment and some who don't want to. It takes sheer courage and sacrifice to commit to family and loved ones and from what I have seen you do that with style and grace. You are a wonderful husband and fantastic dad to your children and I know that we had the greatest teacher teach us how to do that. Dave I love you and thankful your my brother and I am very proud of you.
Thanks Gary, I didn't expect a compliment such as that. I don't think that I deserve one either. I just was caught up in a thought provoking mood that helped me rationalize my lack of good judgement! The slacker that I am.
Yeah, Dave, great post. Doesn't it scare you sometimes when you realize stuff like that? That you've grown up and are doing things your parents did, and yet somehow everything feels right and good about it? Cralie.
Dave, you are a little pumpkin pie. I'm glad that you are happy and that we are settling in to a groove. I hope it's a good groove and it goes for miles and miles. Love ya.
I've always thought you were groovy. I'm glad you are realizing your place in this world. I think Michael W. Smith sings a song about that.
Gary's right, Dave, you are truly a remarkable husband and father. I have learned so much from watching you interact with your family - and mine. You have such an easy way with people and don't pass judgement too quickly. I admire who you are and what you are accomplishing in your life. Life is really interesting - I don't feel any older or wiser than I did 30 or 40 years ago but I look at all times and events and seasons that I have passed through and realize that it's the commitments and sacrifices that we make each day that gets us where we are going. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks to you all. Good times. Good family. Now lets eat the pie.
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