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Picking a Fight



It’s nearly impossible to passively coast through life. While some may be characterized by being proactive and others as reactive, everyone must choose a fight in which to engage. Boiled down to a very simple dichotomy, you can fight for the things you do want in life or be relegated to fight against the things in your life you don’t want.

Fighting for the things you do want means identifying and pursuing the elements of greatest value to you. The aspects of life that really make you tick, that make your heart come alive and ignite a burning within your soul. These are the things you may be able to exist without, but in their absence, you wouldn’t be truly living. Whether it’s your passions, a vocational calling, your family or a cause, these areas refuse to be quieted within your spirit and demand deliberate and determined action to pursue.

And if you aren’t fighting for those things of greatest value, you will likely end up fighting against negative factors that have crept into your life in the absence of the former. Mediocrity, laziness, boredom, lack of fulfillment, dead-end jobs, toxic relationships, directionless wanderings, noisy distractions and hollow comforts are the things you will find taking up residence in your life where your passions and callings were meant to be built.

This is not to say these battles don’t happen simultaneously. I believe they do. But I also have come to learn that the more I am fighting for and filling my life with that which is truly precious, the less room there is for the dross and empty pursuits to invade my thoughts and my time.

So, hands up. Chin down. Go pick your fight!

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