It was at the end of December of ’99 when my father-in-law called me and told me I needed to pick up a book and give it a read. He thought I’d like it.

That book was “Rich Dad, Poor Dad”

It’s not a particularly well written book. But the literary prowess of the author wasn’t the point. The point was that it challenged me in the way I thought about money, success, “the evil rich”, having a J-O-B… it often made me mad enough that I had to put it down for a day or two to cool off. But once I got into the swing, my mind had been reshaped – I started thinking bigger thoughts.

That book led me to other authors and thinkers. I’ve collected wisdom from at least 10 “gurus”. The decade that pretty much covered my 30’s was spent creating a life outlook or philosophy.

I’ve been soaking and marinating in some great information. I see the world much clearer. But after 10 years, I think I began to suffer from information constipation.

Now this December comes right up to the 10 year anniversary of the launch of this journey and one of the big thought leaders in my wanderings, Jim Rohn, passed away. I had always imagined that I would like to find a way to get to one of his seminars and just shake his hand and thank him for the wisdom he’s put out in the world. I told myself the next time he had a weekend event or something, I would find a way to get there.

Well, that’s not going to happen. My lack of initiative to do that has sparked a desire to take the next 10 years and make it a personal decade of revolution.

The theme from the last decade was “Be.” Who was I? What did I believe? It was the decade before that in which I found my way to my Savior and settled life’s biggest questions. But this last decade was to crystallize how I was to travel between the “here” and the “hereafter.”

This next decade needs to be dedicated to the proposition of “Do.” Words and thoughts are great, and I live for them. But actions speak louder.

I’m not a man of action. But by God’s grace let’s see where things stand in December of 2019. Will you even recognize me then? Will you be along with me for the ride? Maybe you will have played an instrumental roll in propping me up and shoving me out the door – who knows?

I am saddened by the passing of a mind that I was inspired to know, if only through his books and CD’s. But I quiver with anticipation at the possibilities of the future. I’m putting a stake in the ground and picking up the next one as a walking stick.

I am ready for action – but I know myself well enough to know that I need to learn to move from dream to done…
Yoda: “Will he finish what he begins?”
Luke: “I won’t fail you. I’m not afraid.”
Yoda: “Oh! You will be. You will be.”

I know there are lessons out there to learn. The lesson of failing quickly and often in order to get into the swing of picking myself up and dusting myself off. That is the path to success. But in order to do that, I have to do something.

I have started some personal disciplines that I am confident will have public fruit. But there needs to be a navigational chart, a road map, a blueprint, a battle plan.  I need to decide on the Set of the Sail!

I just wanted to put this tribute out there to those I’ve learned from in the past. I want to do their memory proud by showing that their ideas are worth pursuing.

I’m ready.