What’s Your Excuse?

I hear excuses all the time. And I’ve made them myself. I’ve learned to spot them, and I’ve learned to dislike them intensely.

My excuse if I need to eat healthier, exercise, or lose weight: It costs too much to buy healthy food. It takes too much time to cook at home. I have too much to do. I’m tired. My family won’t like it. The only food I like is junk. I’m just hungry. It’s my metabolism. It’s my hormones. All my family was fat. I eat almost nothing and I still gain weight. I’ve tried everything and it’s no use. There’s no safe place to exercise. I forget all the time.

If I need to stop smoking or drinking: I’ve done it too long. It’s too late to change. I like it too much. The cravings are too strong. I CAN’T QUIT. Everybody around me does it. My daddy was an alcoholic.

Or if I need to change something else: He makes me so angry! She won’t help out. I was born this way. I was abused as a child. My boss doesn’t understand. She came on to me. I can’t help it. I’m too young. I’m too old. Nobody likes me. I’m afraid I’ll fail.

OK, you get the point. You can find an excuse for anything you don’t want to do. And unless it’s paying your taxes, nobody is likely to force you to do anything.

But who said it was supposed to be easy? It’s only those very few people who win the lottery that get something for nothing. And how long do they tend to keep that unearned money anyway? Do you really know anyone who has done anything of significance, anything meaningful, who didn’t have to work at it? Are there any real achievements that don’t involve overcoming obstacles? Isn’t anything truly worthwhile worth working for?

The next time I hear an excuse I want to say, “So what? So what if it’s hard to change my lifestyle? So what if it’s hard to learn new ways of relating to my spouse? So what if it’s hard to get past my abuse-filled past? So what if it’s hard to overcome my addiction? So what?”

It may take your best effort, more than you thought you had to give. It may take courage, time, and repeated failure to finally make it. It may take getting help. It may take God’s intervention. It may be the hardest thing I could ever imagine. It may take letting go of things you don’t want to let go of. It may take learning things you never thought you’d be able to do.

If that’s what it takes, so what? That’s what it takes.

If that’s what it takes, do it anyway!

Now, what’s your excuse?

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