I
feel as though my dreams are dying. When I reached for the big dream, my wife,
my children, I did not know that it would cost me everything. I did not realize
that ballet, snowboarding, travel, nightlife, friends, Starbucks, adventure; possibly
even fencing would be sacrificed on the altar of my family. The question is,
now that I know this, am I willing to pay it, or will I spend the rest of my
life resenting my family, regretting the price that I paid? Or worse, will I
try to return them, and sacrifice my family on the altar of my dreams, as so
many men have done? As my father did? Again I feel the curse of my father reaching
for me, whispering that I was made to be something great, and I am wasting away
my life. But I know what my father did not, the value of a virtuous wife, of
wild sons and a daughter who radiates royalty. My family demands the best of me;
I cannot serve both my dreams and them.
I
am something exceptional, I know it sounds arrogant, but I am. My potential has
very few limits, without a family to care for I could reach any height I set myself
to climb. But when I reach the summit and the glory of my name reaches into
eternity, as I sit down as an old man to write the story of my life, everything
I had accomplished would be nothing, without my joy, my glory there beside me.
I want to look into her eyes as an old man and see love, love that has
withstood the test of time, and when I see that I will know; that I am blessed,
and that I had invested my life wisely.
“The
kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and
covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that
field.”
“Again,
the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls, who, on finding one
pearl of great value, went and sold all that he had and bought it.”
I am not going to say that this will be easy, or that I will
always do this right. There will be days when my heart yearns for the selfish
ambitions of youth. In those moments I will remember this; I vowed, on April 8th,
2006 to trade all that I am, all that I could be for the dream, the priceless treasure
that is my family.
“A heavy cost, I pay it gladly.”
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