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Waiting for the Right Time



A lot of people can identify changes they would like to make in their own life. Whether it’s beginning an exercise program, switching jobs, starting a family or getting on a budget, change – especially true progress – is almost never a convenient undertaking. We understand making the adjustments won’t be easy, so many sit and wait for an ideal or opportune time to begin the journey.

Unfortunately, convenient and ideal circumstances for making positive changes are like unicorn-riding leprechaun sightings: they are pretty rare events. If you are waiting for the optimal time to develop and grow, you will likely remain in your current state forever. Big or small, many or few, the obstacles will always be there. Don’t wait for the barriers to be removed, find a way to overcome them.  

True commitment is blind to circumstances. Commitment is choosing to do what you can, when you can, regardless of the current scenario or mood of the moment. Ready or not, it’s deciding to act and move forward. You shouldn’t feel like you have to get in better shape before joining a gym or become a “better” person before attending church. Along those same lines, it’s never the wrong time to do the right thing. Accept that it won’t be easy and there will be always be challenges, but choosing the right path is worth the sacrifice. Just don’t make the mistake of waiting until that road is smoothed and paved – the leprechauns still have the maintenance contract so it won’t be happening any time soon.

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