There is a voice inside your head that is slowly killing your legacy. It sounds like your friend. It sounds logical. It sounds "reasonable."
It says things like: "You had a hard day at the office." "You can play with them tomorrow." "It’s too late to go to the park."
This is the voice of the Passenger. It is the voice of the average man drifting through the life he is funding but not living.
I lived with this voice for years. I let "reason" dictate my actions. I thought if I just provided enough, if I just won the legal battles, if I just checked the boxes, I would be a good father. I was wrong. I was a spectator in my own tragedy.
The Crucible of Loss taught me that time does not bargain. It takes.
Great moments with our children are not guaranteed. They are not renewable resources. They happen once. They are lightning strikes. If you are not a lightning rod, you miss the energy.
When those spur-of-the-moment opportunities arise, "reasonable" is your enemy. Reasonable leads to a quiet house and a distant relationship. Reasonable leads to Sunday afternoon regret.
You must be intentional. Intentionality is often unreasonable. It requires you to summon energy you do not think you have. It requires you to destroy the humdrum routine and build a monument in its place.
If your kid wants to wrestle five minutes before bed, you wrestle. If they want to see the moon at 2 AM, you get up. You turn the ordinary into the extraordinary.
The world is full of reasonable fathers who have great excuses and no relationship with their sons. Do not be one of them.
Stop listening to the soul-sucking voice of comfort. Start listening to the call of duty.
THE DRILL:
- The Pattern Interrupt: Catch yourself in the middle of a routine tonight. Stop. Change the energy.
- The Physical Pivot: If you are sitting, stand up. If you are inside, go outside. Change your state so you can lead theirs.
- Epic Macro-Challenge: For the next 24 hours, you are not allowed to say "maybe" or "later." It is either a hard "No" or an enthusiastic "Yes."
When was the last time you chose comfort over connection, and how did it make you feel the next day?