Committment

In today's world commitment is a very dirty word. You can think of many reasons I would guess not to commit to all sorts of things. We all do. I'm the best at "not committing." So good in fact, that I do it all the time! I have four children. That gives me all kinds of chances to say, "I can't commit."

I mentioned in an earlier post I read "Have a little Faith" while in Florida. The Rabbi talks about our generations inability to commit, especially to Church. Vacation was the perfect time for me to process this information! No commitments, no where to go. Just the black and white words on the page. He was right. I have a commitment issue. Darn! I thought I was divvying our time up among all the things we enjoyed doing. I didn't realize that a little bit of this and little bit of that what was really my attempt to "not commit."

So, I've accepted it, first step, right? Well, I've actually acted on it too. I volunteered at church Saturday (seemed like the logical place to start since the Rabbi mentioned it and all). It felt good.

I know we have all volunteered and done this and that, but have we committed? Have we really committed to a better community, church, school, team, family, or whatever it may be? I don't think so. I know I haven't.

Hopefully you aren't like me, and this isn't an issue for you. I know some of you could write a post on overcommitment. If it turns it out that  you are like me, then join me. Start somewhere.

On a more serious note, if you see me, please do not try and trick me and ask me to do a whole bunch of things that know one else wants to do. I intend to pick my commitments carefully. Very, very carefully.