Here are some thoughts about things that I may need to strip from my life so that I can run this race called life better.
Welcome to Day 3 of my LifeWorkout Challenge.
In my Day 1 video blog the other day, I gave a short introduction about this journey of transformation that I have chosen to undertake over 90 days. Here is a little more about why I have taken this challenge;
You see this picture…?
…this is exactly how I intend to feel at the end of my 90 days. I want to obtain a life of victory; a life that is so rich, so full of health and wealth, a life driven by passion and purpose that I may not have ever dared dream of it before. Do I expect to stumble here and there? Yes, but I also expect to find the strength to dig deep because the goals and visions that I have are far greater than the pain that I will have to endure to achieve them. Still not sure what I am talking about? Let me explain it like this;
Our bodies consist of many systems. For example, we have our reproductive system, our digestive system, our circulatory system, and our muscular system to name a few. In order to avoid sickness and disease, its important that our body systems are healthy and in balance.
Accordingly, it is important that our LifeSystems are healthy and working together. Any LifeSystem that is that is not properly worked out to achieve health and harmony is in danger of causing suffering or what I call Dis-Ease. Dis-Ease can cause discontent, disconnection, and dissatisfaction. While there are many LifeSystems that we can focus on, I am choosing to focus on what I consider to be the four most important being family, finances, fitness, and faith.
Lately, I have reflected on these four areas of my life and I have determined that there are deeper depths that I want to experience. I want to experience more wealth in my life, not because I want to accumulate more, but because I want to give more. I want to achieve greater physical fitness in my body, not for vain reasons, but to be stronger, to endure longer, and to have more energy to enjoy life. I want to workout my family and other relationships so that I not become an energy taker or waster, but to be an energy giver. And lastly, I am hungry, thirsty, and desperate for a deeper walk with God; not one based on works but rather one drenched in His grace and His presence.
As I take this journey, I will share my thoughts and reflections about this process of transformation. I urge you to join in on the discussion. I know that I am really putting myself out there and there are reasons for that which I will discuss later, but for the most part, I am hoping that you will be able to identify with the challenges that I may face.
So, I ask you…what life have you always dreamed for?
Working it out,
Well, the day has finally arrived! Today is Day 1 of my LifeWorkout Challenge; a 90-day journey of transformation in the areas of my family life, my financial life, my fitness life, and my faith life. Check out this video for more:
Over the next 90 days I will be talking a little more about what led me to take on this challenge, the four LifeSystems, and the 7 Steps of the LifeWorkout Plan.
I need a host of supporters to encourage me along the way, so you can comment on and subscribe to this blog by clicking on the “Sign Me Up” button at the top left of this page, follow me on Twitter (@LifeWorkout), and go to my website at www.LifeWorkout.net.
I looking forward to this great ride and I hope that you might be encouraged, empowered, and inspired by my journey!
Working it out,
I couldn’t have been more proud as a Daddy than this moment right here;
Obviously, there is a story to this picture. About five weeks ago, my wife and I began teaching our four-year old son, Ethan, principles of finance via a “commission” plan. Every day he was responsible to complete four chores; make his bed, set the table, put away his toys, and throw away the trash. For each completed chore, he received $0.25, or a $1 total per day in ‘commissions’. Gone was the concept of allowance which we felt could breed a sense of entitlement, even at this age. With commissions, you get what you earn. On top of the earned commission, he was also subject to “fines” of $0.25/occurrence if he misbehaved or threw his toys. He had been telling us that he wanted a Lego Zurg which is a character from Toy Story which had a cost of about $28. So, if he was perfect, he would earn enough to earn his prize in four weeks.
After seven days, Ethan was doing very well. He had earned $6.75 in commission but had also incurred a couple of fines for throwing toys. So, with $6.25 to his name, he was a very happy little guy.
It was funny because a teaching moment occurred when he saw another little toy that he liked. It only cost about $4 or 5 and I told him that he was free to buy it but that only meant that it was going to take longer to buy his Lego Zurg. He decided against it because the Lego Zurg was his goal! Nice! Instant gratification averted, but I was still praying that this was a principle that was being burned into his value system.
Well, Ethan did really well with this commission plan. Every Sunday evening, I got such a kick when Ethan would look for me in the house only to say, “Daddy, I want to get paid”. I was proud every week as the principles of saving, delayed gratification, and the value of money were being absorbed. One time, as he ate a McDonald’s happy meal, he got distracted by whatever was on TV. He wanted to leave his hamburger after only two bites. I explained to him that I had spent money to pay for his Happy Meal and asked if he was going to pay me for what he didn’t eat! He jumped back in his chair and finished his meal. Was this manipulation? Not at all. I was trying to teach him the value of money and I think that was was catching a little of the concept.
After five weeks, he had earned $34. Part of this was a $5 gift from his great-grandmother, but it didn’t matter because Ethan was learning some valuable lessons. He was very excited on pay day last night. Today, at his grandparents’ home, he emptied out the piggy bank and counted his money.
After saying good-bye to all the family, we made our way to the mall. As we exited from the car, Ethan was about to burst he was so excited. I was careful to set some expectations that the toy may not be at the store and, if so, we were going to have to order it online which meant a little delay. I said this a couple of times praying that the toy would be there.
Well, here is what we found;
Ethan, was ecstatic! He kept repeating, “See Daddy, I was right! It is here!” My wife was laughing at me saying that I was going to make a big ceremony out of this simple purchase! “You got that right”, to me this was a big deal and I was going to chronicle it!
Ethan took his toy and waited in line. When it was his turn, he placed the toy on the counter and waited to pay. He took out $27.25 and handed it to the cashier.
It was apparent that she didn’t appreciate how momentous this occasion was for the both of us, and she was distracted as she was being relieved for break. It didn’t matter to Ethan or I. Ethan grabbed his Lego bag and we headed for home. Of course, I had him stop for one more picture!
When we arrived at home, we started right away on building the toy. Of course, my help was NOT needed because Ethan is a great builder. He especially didn’t need the assistance of his two-year old bother. After one hour, the Lego Zurg was completed and free to fire his fire balls! I have never seen Ethan so excited. He even had me put on the “Toy Story 2” DVD to honor the occasion.
I tried to explain that I was very proud of him because he worked very hard and learned to wait until he had all his money. I told him that it is very easy to want things right away, but it is more fun when we can save for it and buy it ourselves. I don’t think Ethan really understands how proud I am about this occasion. I don’t think that he truly understands the principle that I am trying to teach him, but its a start, and I am okay with that. Still, it is my proudest Daddy moment so far!
Now, on to the GIVING lesson!
Ethan’s Dad and Financier, Steve