On the day you were born, did they say “poor baby” or slap you on the butt?
When you learned to walk, did you do it on the third try, or did you fall down for weeks?
When you learned to ride your bike, how many times did you fall over?
When you first learned about love, how many times did your heart get broken?
If you look back over your life, how many things that you have accomplished followed oceans of sweat and blood?
Then why...why...do you continue to tell yourself the lie that life is supposed to be “easy”? That if you aren’t “talented” you can’t do it? That if you aren’t willing to spend 10,000 hours of practice, you’re just being “practical”? Everything in life that you want...EVERYTHING...is on the other side of fear, effort, and honesty.
Who told you it was going to be easy? Whoever it was...they lied.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Who told you it was going to be easy?
Posted by Steven Barnes at 9:17 AM
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4 comments:
"When you first learned about love, how many times did your heart get broken?"
Oh man, are you saying that it has to happen more than two or three times?
I'm barely getting over the last one....
It turns out that slapping babies on the butt isn't necessary.
Darn skippy, Steve. 'nuff said.
thanks coach.....
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