Growing up my mom had a rule for all of us kids. Whatever food we put on our plate we had to eat it before we could leave the table or do anything. Of all of my siblings I tended to stay at the table the longest. I had a bad habit. I would see all the food and I would pile my plate with more food than I could eat. So my mom would make me sit at the table till my plate was clean. Sometimes I would sit there for a couple of hours.
I hated this so much but it taught me something. There is only so much food that I can eat at one time. My body has a limit. There was so much good food at the table I wanted to eat all of it, but that isn’t physically possible. I started to hate eating at the table till I learned to only get what I could eat and enjoy.
I have been thinking about the lesson I should have learned from this a long time ago today. The chapter I read in “Pushing to the Front” this morning caused me to think about this. Today was about excellence in all that I do. I should never do anything half heartedly. What I do should be done excellently or not at all.
Thinking about this anyways I started looking at my life to see what I am doing excellently. I see now that in a way I never learned the lesson my mom tried to teach me. I see that there is so much to do, so many good things to be involved in. So I take too much on my plate. I take and say that I will do too much. So most of what I do is done with a half hearted effort. Or it is done last minute and I don’t learn from it.
I think I need to learn to only take on as much as I can do excellent. If I can’t put the time into something to make it excellent I should not spend time doing it. This doesn’t mean I am to be lazy or only just do less. I just need to take what I am doing and have on my shoulders now and do it perfectly and to the best of my ability before I take anything else on me.
I am thankful that God is teaching me each day so much.
Is your life lived excellently?
