Everyone at some point in their lives people invariably choose what they want to be. Most of the time, it’s an astronaut, or a doctor, or Superman. I, for example always wanted to be a business man. I liked what it exuded. Power, wealth, the fact that in business, the world is your oyster, there is no place to go but the top. Nice penthouse apartment, Aston Martin convertible, top floor corner office. But see, now, I am not so sure thats where I want to go.
All those things sound great. But in the end, they come at a price. I see all these business men and I see the sacrifices they make for success. I see how easy it is to get lost in it, and suddenly lose focus on things that are truly important. These guys, they live life with this notion that in order to achieve invincibility, you have to have a stacked bank account. The never ending chirp of the Blackberry, the distant, angry children, and the 3rd marriage usually ensue. Trust me I know…I am the product of such a predicament. I am not saying all businessmen are like that. Some do achieve that perfect balance between life and work. But I think I am over that.
I feel that recent events that have occured (i.e. my CNN experience, the fact that I made this blog, and the fact that it’s doing very well) is God screaming at me that I am meant for something else. I have come to realize that success is not scheduled by the amount of money you make. In the end success is measured by the type of person you are, the family you have, and your love for God. I can think of tons of people that are successful, but aren’t rich. In the end, you shouldn’t do something because it’ll make you money. You should do it because you love it, and because God wants you to do it. Peace Out, thanks for listening.
