I have been accused, on occasion, of being stubborn.
The accusation holds true on many levels; (I can hear some of you shaking your head “Yes”), and one such area is that of setting and completing goals.
If I set a goal, I can become almost obsessive about it.
For instance, I am not going to meet my reading goal for this year, and it is driving me insane. I’m trying to figure out how I can come from being 10 books behind schedule to completing it. It may still happen.
I have a list of goals over at DayZeroProject.com, titled “101 Things in 1001 Days”, and it is exactly what it says: a list of 101 things that I’d like to do, before 1001 days pass. I review the list each week, on Fridays.
One of the goals that has been on there since I first created the list, is to participate in NaBloPoMo, which is the blogging world’s answer to NaNoWriMo, the annual trek to write 50,000 words in November, on a writing project. That, too is on my list, and I hope will happen next year.
But this year I wanted to get the NaBloPoMo crossed off, which consists of writing a post every day in the month of November.
And, with tonight’s post: Done.
It’s been fun–challenging, but fun. A learning experience, for sure.
I’ve learned that I am way more boring then I think I am.
Certainly, if you’ve stuck with me all month, dear reader, must be bored to tears by now. I definitely am. It’s not that I was ever at a loss of what to write–my brain is always in overdrive, overthinking, over-everything. It was more that, well, I’m not sure that the world needs to hear me pine away on all that is in my brain. (And, trust me, I only put a fraction of what is in that bizarre cerebral space, into this blog space.)
So, there’s that.
But it’s also brought to my mind a verse in Ecclesiastes 12:
Interesting, this verse. And, right. Correct. Truth.
I like to study. No, I take that back. I love to study. To learn. To think. To ponder. To debate. To sort things out in my brain.
I could fill pages and pages and pages. And, literally, I do. Every day.
But sometimes it is quite wearisome. Because, just as soon as I get something straight in my head, or figured out in studying, or wrong thinking corrected through reading a trusted author–well, more thoughts come flooding in, or other things get jumbled up in there, or things such as doubt and cynicism come creeping in.
It is wearisome.
But the author of Ecclesiastes follows verse 12 up with this:
Sometimes I need to stop trying to figure it all out; sometimes I need to stop working so hard at reasoning, and pare down life to the simplicity of this:
- Fear God
- Keep His commandments
So, with that, I end November. Thank you for putting up with me this November. A few days off, then I’m sure I’ll be right back filling this space up again.
Grateful. For each of you, who stop by this space.