This Sunday came and went. No podcast was ever written.
When I thought up the idea of a weekly podcast, I had a romantic picture of me waxing philosophical in my basement every week, cracking jokes, telling stories, and inspiring the masses through my amazing words.
So far it’s looked more like this:
- a lot of late nights
- feeling like I don’t know what I’m doing
- struggling through various technologies
- re-recording sections because cats come in the basement and meow
- dreading Saturday nights because I’ve written nothing
- feeling guilty for spending so much time on something while Sara takes care of Lylah
In short, it’s been a lot of work.
Since it was something I did in my spare time, I suppose I thought it would be more passion and less work. And I have to say, the passion was definitely there for the first two episodes. Since then, it’s felt more like work.
This doesn’t mean that I’m not glad I do it. But staring a blank word document when you have a deadline can be depressing. However, I’m always glad when I’ve finished the episode.
And isn’t that what disciplined work is?
Discipline is when we delay instant gratification because we know it will be better in the end. When I am willing to stare down a blank screen and get something on a page, even though I’d rather sleep or play video games, that’s discipline. I know the end result will be better than the current reality.
But let’s face it. I stink at discipline.
What struck me was that Jeremy talked about the importance of practicing discipline. Being a disciplined person is more than just resolving to live a particular way. It takes daily practice and effort.
Writing for my blog, producing a podcast regularly, and reading sometimes will feel like work. In fact, it probably will more often than not. It’s foolish for me to assume I’ll be able to pick up new things effortlessly without working at them.
So we need to practice discipline. If we aren’t practicing daily, we’ll be much more likely to miss out on great stuff that God has planned for us.
I have a feeling that this will be a lifelong thing. I’ll never be perfectly disciplined. There will always be temptations to go for instant gratification and ignore the work God has called me to do.
But I can get better at discipline. And practice is the way to get there.
In what areas of your life do you need to practice discipline? Where have you been surprised by how much work a task required? Do you have any ideas to make practicing discipline easier?