I’m in a Hurry….

I'm in a hurry to get get things done,

I’m in a Hurry…

I’m in a hurry to get things done. Oh I rush and rush until life’s no fun All I really got to do is live and die But I'm in a hurry and don't know why.

Guilty

   I get so sick and tired of hearing people say, “uhhh, treat me special because my life is so hard and I just want to hurry up and get this day over because its been so hard on poor little me!”  And I think to myself, " ‘What? like tomorrow is going to be any better for you? or are you really thinking that just because its named ‘Saturday’ your day is going to magically better?’ Why rush through a day pretending like life is miserable just to get to another one?

Now here is the sad part. I’m guilty. I’ve done it. I look forward to hitting that bed and knocking out for the night. I look forward to the weekends. But I wonder how much I pass up during the day?

I’m a dude. And as such, at times I have a very one-tracked mind. When there is work to do or something going on, I’m very good at digging through the fluff and getting to the root. Focused and determined. All-important (at the time) and all-inclusive. Like I said though, I gotta look up.

Look Up

In an interview with my mission president, he said something that really stuck with me.

“Elder Ferguson, I’m going to tell you something that you aren’t going to understand until your probably 30 years old. You have to pick your head up. You think your on a treadmill and your not. When you pick your head up, your going to realize your on a highway, with lots of lanes, all going to the right place, and the scenery is amazing. And the best part is, your not in a race like your think either. So enjoy it. Life is beautiful.”

 

 

 

 

 

Live life so that when your feet hit the ground in the morning, the Devil says, “Oh crap, you got up….”

-Dale Out-