Let us not kill one more moment of the grandest gift of all - life itself.
"Truth be told, most of us are faking our way through life. We pick only those battles we are sure to win, only those adventures we are sure to handle, only those beauties we are sure to rescue." - John Eldredge (Wild at Heart)
The degree of one's manhood can be defined by what a man is willing to do for their most loved ones. You can agree or disagree with this statement, but it is the way I have always looked at a man's life
As I was on an airplane from Frankfurt to Panama, I overheard a woman sharing how her husband stayed behind because the flight was so overbooked. His decision made it possible for this woman and her daughter to go ahead and board the plane to Panama. The father, at some point, would take the next flight and regather with his loved ones.
I probably will never meet her husband, or know what he looks like, but I am beyond certain that he didn't think twice about making that decision. He put his two biggest loves on Earth before himself. Such a small sacrifice declaring so powerfully the love and care he wants to give to his family.
These are the type of men that I desire for each and every one of us to meet. Men who are not afraid of stepping into the unknown. Men who aren't afraid of taking risks and even failing at times. Sometimes that risk may look something along the lines of being willing to stay an extra day on the other side of the world just so that you wife and daughter can make it back home together.
Where and how did manhood become a lost art? When did we let ourselves become so consumed and enchained by our fears?
Manhood and its definition are topics that just seem to always come up in debates within our communities. My goal is not to define manhood or to address the topic of gender identity. Rather, I am wanting to address the issue that as men, we have lost our fighting, adventurous spirit.
One of the many lies culture is telling us daily is that life was meant to be lived in comfort. We were created to sit back and relax and taught that when adventure comes knocking on our door, we are to look the other way and slam the door on its face. Knowing so many men that have let this lie take over their lives just breaks my heart so deeply.
You see, I have a confession to make. One of my greatest fears is turning sixty years old and living in a world of regrets and what-ifs. I am serious about it. What if I would have said yes to this? What if I would have gone on that trip? What if I would not have let my fears keep me from doing that? The list could go on, but hopefully, you get my point.
I don't know what adventure is knocking at your door, but I want to remind you that none of us are guaranteed tomorrow. Rather than slamming the door in adventure's face, let us turn our backs on our fears, walk confidently out of our comfort zones, and into the unknown.
Stop asking yourself what lies beyond the horizon and go find out yourself! You will fail along the way and trust me, you will gain some wounds. With that said, though, failing does not define you as a failure and wounds do not mean you are weak. They are both a part of this adventure called life. For each and every one of us, there is something in our lives that makes us come alive. Let's go and find it. Step out into unknown. Adventure into the wild. Let us not kill one more moment of the grandest gift of all, life itself. We all have an adventure we deeply long to go on. What's yours?
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