I played football through college and then life got soft. Comfortable job, comfortable life, comfortable faith. I realized I wasn't struggling with anything - which meant I wasn't growing either.
Paul's language about fighting reminded me what I was missing. The good fight - not against people or circumstances, but against my own tendency to coast. Against complacency. Against the parts of me that want to shrink back from what I'm supposed to be.
I started seeking out the hard things. Hard conversations with my wife. Hard work of developing my faith when nobody's watching. Hard choices about my career that serve something bigger than money. The fighting has returned the aliveness I was missing.
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