I’ve taken on an Ambitious Challenge for 2018. Well, it’s actually not ambitious in the conventional sense. In fact, most would say it was the exact opposite. But if you feel spiritually adventurous, I invite you to join me.
Here’s how it all started.
Anna, my youngest daughter, and I have a ritual we do every January 1st. We call it our “God Box.”
We write down our goals for the year on slips of paper. One by one, we read them aloud, put them in a special box, then we give our goals up to God and don’t look at them again for a whole year. I’m always awestruck at how most come to pass.
But this January, for the first time in 22 years, we didn’t do it. Stuff came up. We got distracted. The day flew by. It never happened. No new goals went into the box.
I found it terribly unsettling. It actually scared me. Was I sabotaging myself? I’ve always preached the power of goals. They’re unquestionably the lifeblood of success. I knew I should write mine down. But my heart wasn’t in it.
Then it hit me. Maybe there’s a reason Anna and I didn’t set our goals this year.
Could one’s goals actually become one’s limitations?
Is it possible that God has greater plans for me than my little brain could ever conceive at this point?
Or am I certifiably insane to think dispensing with specific goals could ever lead to financial and personal success?
That’s when I gave myself an Ambitious Challenge for 2018. My only goal this year is to s-l-o-w down every day, get quiet enough to hear my soul’s wisdom and trust that wisdom to guide me in the direction I need to go.
For an ambitious gal like me, this is one hell of a challenge. I’ll keep you posted. And I’d love to hear from any of you who’ve ever taken on a similar challenge.
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