Sacrificing the Wrong Things
The other day I was talking to a man who lives in a beautiful log home in the mountains of northern Adams County, Pennsylvania. He also owns a farm in the middle of apple country and a cabin in northern PA.
For the past forty years he’s worked as a general laborer at a local production plant and has amassed a small fortune.
So how did he do it? Overtime.
He told me that when he began with this company he would work all the overtime he could get. He was rarely home to see his family.
I asked him if, looking back on it now, he regretted missing so much of his childrens’ life.
“Sure,” he said. “But you have to sacrifice something.”
Aw, man, shame on you. Shame. On. You.
Look, all of us have goals we’d like to reach, whether professionally, financially, or otherwise, and sacrifices need to be made to reach those goals. But sacrificing the wrong things makes the victory awfully bitter.
Honestly, this is a constant struggle for me. I want to progress in my writing, do more events, spend more time networking and marketing, write more books, but with a full-time job and a family and church responsibilities something has to be sacrificed. Lord, help me to not sacrifice my family.
Unfortunately, right now, the thing most often put on the chopping block is sleep.
I’d like to find a better solution, but for now I think this is what I’m stuck with. Any suggestions? I’m open to advice.