The Price the Status Quo

Most people won’t seek transformation until the pain of their current circumstances is greater than the discomfort of making the change:

- It’s a couple who waits until their marriage is almost unbearable before actively working on the relationship or seeking counseling.

- It’s the 9-5 corporate employee who hates his job and dreads going to work but doesn’t leave until he’s finally fired (years too late) and is forced to find something different.

- It’s the grandmother who sacrificed years of her life to obesity before finally deciding to commit to diet and exercise when she is faced with the harsh reality that she can’t play with her grandkids without getting out of breath.

- It’s all of us when we complain about the situation around us and the shortcomings of others without making the necessary adjustments in ourselves.

Please don’t put off the progress you must make. It’s hard to pay the piper while you are comfortable, or at least not miserable, in your current circumstances. But he will be paid, sooner or later. You will pay him with lost opportunities, with the increasing discomfort of your current choices, or with the pain of regret. You may pay him now on your terms or you must pay him later on his, with interest. Either way, he will collect his price.

You can boil a live frog as long as you turn up the heat slowly. It’s amazing what humans will accept for their life as long as the stove warms up gradually. Don’t wait until you are cooked before you climb out of the pot. Make the move now before the cost is too great.

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