It wasn’t the type of conversation or situation that any normal person would expect to have this affect on someone, but while I was sitting in class at work listening to a training specialist explain the next level of military retired pay processing, one sentence he spoke struck me right in the middle of my forehead and caused my mind to wander. As a teacher myself, I’m ashamed to admit that my mind was wandering while instruction was being given. Thankfully, I can add that it only wandered for a brief moment. But that moment was enough.
He said something about being retired in 2018, or very near retirement.
I had several rapid fire thoughts that went in this order, somewhat.
- 2018 is not very far away and will be here before I know it.
- Where will I be in six years?
- Will I take his spot and move up from being an instructor to a specialist?
- What will I have to show for my life?
- What will I have truly accomplished by then?
- Will I be in ‘the ministry’?
- What do I want to have accomplished by then?
- Will my legacy be how I raised my children?
- Am I doing a good job as a father?
- Maybe I will have finished writing my own personal theology?
- Will I have made a difference in this world?
Then, just as soon as these thoughts entered my head I instinctively caught myself wandering, jotted a few notes down on a scrap piece of paper next to me and once again turned my focus on the class at hand.
Since that fateful day in class, my mind has been whirring with more thoughts and ideas and goals. I know my kids will grow up so fast, and one day I’ll find myself staring in the face of a seven year old girl wondering how we got here. I don’t want to feel like I’ve missed opportunities to grow close to her. I want her to feel comfortable talking to me about all kinds of stuff and also to feel loved beyond belief. And I don’t want my son to grow up distant from me, I also want him to feel loved and like he always makes me proud. I have this huge ambition to spend more time one on one, and of course as soon as I set this goal I get sick for days and am stuck in bed. What this goal will take, as with any goal, is some planning. Unless I make it a priority and plan it, these types of opportunities will just slip by. Days easily become weeks, weeks slip into months and soon years have past and the feared outcome is reality.
What about you? Do you have any goals? Have you made any plans to meet those goals? I’d like to hear from you, big goals or small goals it doesn’t matter. Maybe you’re on the other end and have met your goal already. I’d love to hear about it, I’m sure it would encourage me and others to take steps today. Because every day truly matters.