“On”: a series of short convictions, stirring from the inner parts of my mind, translated onto text. Mostly for myself to learn. Mostly for myself to hear.
It’s come again to my recent attention that people in this world — most certainly including myself — are much too careless with the words that come from their mouths. We don’t really mean the commitments we make to others, because if we truly knew the implications of what many of these promises held, we wouldn’t make them in the first place.
Does this mean that we should timidly abstain from making commitments to our friends and neighbors, because we don’t want upon ourselves these burdens to commit? By no means, of course not. A relationship without any commitments would lack companionship and would only reach a shallow extent. Rather, we must follow through with our words and learn to practice true commitment, for the life of fulfilled promises is well worth any burdens created by it.
To follow up on a commitment is quite difficult, especially because often at the time when we are required to follow up, we honestly don’t want to go through with them. Too seldom have I seen the time to act upon a promise come at the ideal, most convenient moment in one’s life. But to overcome this and to follow up is, in many regards, a sacrifice. To meet with the person you said you would meet with, to do the tasks you said you were going to do for him or her is a sacrifice of your time and efforts. Sacrifices are hard, but as I so often forget — it wouldn’t be much of a sacrifice if it didn’t (to some degree) hurt, would it?
This is not to say that all commitments should be, by any means, dreary experiences of gritty sacrifice. Most are not; and from the lives of others, I’ve seen that the experience that accompanies fulfilled promises is an enjoyable one for both parties. But there are some commitments that require heavy sacrifice, and it is these that we must devote our attention to, to not be afraid of a little grit and pain.