Wasted

I have wasted so much time in my life.  I have wasted so many opportunities.  It is frustrating to think about.  I hate wasting time.  I hate being unproductive.  I hate laziness.  But so often,  I have allowed myself to waste time.  I have allowed myself to be unproductive, and have allowed myself to indulge in laziness.  I can’t blame someone else.  I can’t neglect the truth, reality.  I have to take responsibility for my life, my decisions, and my actions.  I don’t want to live a wasted life.  Honestly, this is a great fear of mine.  That I would waste what God has given me.  That I would waste the time, opportunities, and gifts that I have been entrusted with.  Each day, I need to be focused.  Prepared.  Disciplined.  Each day, I need to do what I know I need to do.  Each day, I need to do the little things.  Each day I must resist the pull to be unproductive, lazy, and satisfied with a comfortable life.  Each day, I must relentlessly be the man I know I was created to be.  Each day, I must push myself beyond myself.  I must push myself into the hard, uncomfortable, difficult.  I must let go of myself, each day.