I need to provide some background to what brought this journey – and this blog – to fruition. The initial reason for this blog is the result of reading an email from my father concerning what happens to an eagle when it comes to that dreaded human milestone – 40 years. It is an intriguing turn of events and I detail them here so that you better understand where I am coming from and maybe it will spur you on to do the same.
The eagle has the longest life span among birds and can live up to 70 years. But to reach this age, it must make a difficult decision. When it gets to the 40’s it’s long and flexible talons can no longer grab the prey that is essential to providing it’s food. It’s long and sharp beak becomes bent. It’s aged and heavy wings, due to the thick feathers become stuck to it’s chest and make it difficult to fly. At this point the eagle is left with two options: Die or go through a painful process of change that last for 150 days.
The process begins withe the eagle flying high to the mountain top and sitting on it’s nest. Here the eagle beats it’s beak against a rock until it plucks it out. Once plucked out the eagle will wait until a new one grows in. Once the new beak is in place it begins to pluck out it’s talons. When the talons are plucked, it again waits for new ones to grow. Once they are in place it now plucks out the aged feathers.
After five months the eagle takes it’s famous flight of rebirth — and lives another 30 years!
If that doesn’t get you fired up then you need to check your pulse. This process has affected me more, as I am now less than 12 months from my 40th birthday. The mere fact of the impending #40 does not affect me in the way that I have seen it affect so many others. It has actually motivated me to become a new man. I am not satisfied with my current life. Don’t get me wrong. I have the wonderful privilege of being a born again Christian, am living a life that is filled with great memories, a beautiful wife, handsome son and all the love a guy could need or want.
What I am not satisfied with is the way I am not taking advantage of every opportunity. I currently hover around 200 pounds. At 6 feet tall that’s not too bad, but it could be much better. My knees have really started to cause me a lot of pain. My back – that’s been a nightmare since my days as a Coca-Cola route salesman. It seems to have gotten worse. I eat sweets like they are going out of style – in fact the other day my wife made oatmeal butterscotch cookies and I ate 20 of them. Not that’s not a typo, I actually at 20 of them. I don’t exercise consistently, and there is no excuse. Do I have a demanding schedule, yes, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t get it all done. My priorities must come into alignment. It has to be God first, my family second, myself third and every other demand fourth. If I don’t give god the best part of my day, then my day doesn’t give me it’s best. If I don’t take care of my family, then my life is an imbalance and if I don’t take care of myself then I can’t take care of my family and give God, the best part of my day. I’ll also be no use to anyone else that needs help.
Therefore, I am preparing to take this 150 day journey. I have decided that I am tired of reading about all the other people that are climbing Mount Everest-blind, and surfing-with one arm, and finishing their degree-while working two jobs and raising 4 kids, and running marathons-on prosthetics. Those stories are inspiring, but I want to write my own story. No, I do not have any intentions of climbing Mt. Everest, but I do have intentions of getting my life in order-proper order, order that comes from following God and doing that which He asks of me.
I can do this, and I will do this. Anyone else that wants to join me, you are more than welcome. It will be disconcerting on some days. It will be painful on others. But I surmise that when day 151 rolls around, it will be glorious.
I will post when day one begins.