Never Stop Learning

I must admit that I sometimes don’t practice what I preach here on RJsCorner. As a background item, I spent a good deal of time in 2018 putting together my 10 Pillars as shown to the right. Following my hometown homeboy David Letterman, and also the Ten Commandments I was determined to keep the list at ten items only. That meant over a couple of months things were added and things were subtracted. The final form gelled about early October.

Looking at the list some might be surprised that I didn’t include anything spiritual, but that was done with a purpose. The entire list, not any single item, is meant to display my overall focus on living a God-pleasing life. I think you will also notice that several items are taken from my spiritual documents, one of which is the New Testament of the Bible.

Enough of the precursor stuff, the point of this post is

Never Stop Learning Or Growing

For some reason, I have had it in my mind recently that “What’s the point in learning now that I am in my last decade, why not just veg out and skip all that effort?” I don’t know what brought this on. Maybe, it was thinking too much about my own mortality. That in itself is a problem but not the topic here so I will stick with learning.

I eventually came to realize, or actually just reaffirm, that stopping learning is like stopping living. I know this happens to a lot of people, some tragically get to this stage very early in life, but it was not supposed to happen to me!

It doesn’t matter if I use what I learn today or not. As far as I am concerned, the practice of learning something new every day is what sustains life itself. I could die tomorrow or twenty years from now. That isn’t for me to decide and should not be a factor for learning daily.

What about you? Have you ever thought you don’t need to learn anymore?

About Our Personal Mortality…

My father was one of those people who could not deal with his own mortality.  When a discussion was about death issues, he would say “this is too gruesome” and leave the room. He just didn’t want to think about it.

I, on the other hand, have no qualms about discussing my own death. In fact, I am ready to accept it as each day comes and passes. That doesn’t mean that I welcome death, I would like to have a long and fruitful life still ahead of me, but if that doesn’t happen then so be it. I just don’t need to fret about it.

canstockphoto3200467.jpgIn the last year or so I have lived my life with a one-day-at-a-time philosophy. During my morning shower, I always thank the Lord for yesterday and the day just starting. I don’t worry too much about the future anymore. Presently to me, the future means tomorrow but I do still allow myself to dream about days sometimes way beyond tomorrow.

I also no longer worry about the past or the many mistakes I made along the way.  You can’t do anything about them so I have finally accepted that worrying about them is useless. What matters to me now is that I live each day with the possibility of it being my last. To me, that concept is not morbid instead it is freeing as it forces me to enjoy all the time I have left.

Dad, like his father and grandfather, died in his 78th year. If that is the case for me then I have about 2,300 beautiful days on this earth to enjoy yet.  I plan on cherishing each one 🙂