Maybe it’s me…
But I think that when you’re a little kid growing up, you’re a little bit of everything.
You start out life with a clean slate.
Then you begin to make your mark. You face decisions, make choices. You keep moving forward.
But sooner or later there comes a time where you look back over where you have been… and wonder who you really are.
You start out being an Artist, using the best paintbrush that God ever created…your fingers.
Then comes the Scientist in you, as everything you experience is new and all you want to do is to take things apart and try and figure out how things work.
The Musician in you is evident by discovering the sounds and rhythms of banging together the same parts you took apart during the scientist stage.
Next thing you do is become a Scholar… as you learn to write your name and count to ten.
And finally, the Athlete in you comes to the forefront. Playtime on the freshly mowed lawns of our backyards were proving grounds for who would be the fastest and who could jump the farthest and who would be toughest.
This cycle seems to repeat itself over and over, always learning and developing more of these abilities and interests until we find ourselves in the thick of adulthood.
As we pass from one stage to another, some of those interests and abilities stick with us and some disappear. A few of these abilities stay unused and dormant for years, only to be rediscovered at some later point in your life.
Many of these interests and abilities are simply discarded along the way. It seems like growing up is the process of giving those things up. One by one.
I guess we all have one thing we regret giving up. One thing we really miss. That thing we gave up because we were too lazy or, we couldn’t stick it out or, because we were afraid.
I am no different. I have one thing that I regret giving up. I have one thing I really miss. It’s something I walked away from in my early teens…
What do you miss or regret giving up?
We need to take a look and see if we can rediscover the skills, abilities and interests that have been dormant in our lives or those things that we have given up over the years.
It is never too late.
But then again, maybe it’s just me…