How tall are you?

I can remember as a teenager and early twenty-something thinking that one day I would be able to slam a basketball. It was a dream, especially for a five foot, nine inch guy. But, my vertical limitations did not dampen my resolve to eventually slam. However, gravity did eventually prove too much to overcome.

The deal, though, is that I had set a goal that was way beyond my abilities. I had stretched my physical self to a limit yet unsurpassed. I had made it a goal to do something that, up until I was finally proven, I thought I would achieve. What's the point? I am glad you asked...

Today's word is just a thought, a phrase, a saying, a something that I heard some time back and I will miss quote it but I will quote it the way it registers with me. It goes, "If we never stretch our limits and occasionally get in over our heads, how will we ever know how tall we are?"

We will never reach our full potential, see our true selves, test our resolve until we strive to do something that stretches us to our limits. It is easy to take all the easy classes, to never set the bar especially high, to never push ourselves but, when we do that, when we settle for good enough, we never see how truly great things we can accomplish.

It is okay to push, to strive, to drive yourself to reach a goal. You may never get there but your efforts will be rewarded none the less. No, I never did manage to slam the basketball. But, those attempts, those jumps, that exercise benefited me in countless other ways. Stretch yourself - you may be surprised at how tall you really are.

Be Blessed,
Mickey T