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Fifty years of listening to troubled people has made me familiar, I think, with just about every human problem under the sun. But theres one so prevalent that I consider it the basic human sickness. Its the problem of the person who is living far below his potential and knows it; who is deeply unhappy, but cant seem to do anything about it. Usually, from where the counsellor sits, the persons difficulties dont seem so overwhelming but the sufferer is convinced he cant cope with them. Although he seems to have normal intelligence, adequate education and all the necessary attributes for successful living, he cant summon them to his aid. His life is blurred, out of focus, without power or purpose. Always, you find three deadly characteristics in such people: inertia, self-doubt and aimlessness. One autumn day, walking alone around our local golf course (I was hoping to scare up some sermon ideas), I came upon a young man raking leaves off green. I knew him slightly and I asked how things were going. He shrugged. "As you can see," he said, "Im not getting anywhere." "Where do you want to get?" I asked. He looked at me glumly. "I dont really know," he said. "What do you do best?" I asked. He shook his head. "Im not sure that Im much good at anything." "Well, what gives you the most satisfaction?" He frowned. "No special thing." "Look," I said, " Ive asked you three of the most important questions anyone can be asked, and Ive had three completely fuzzy answers. When you go home tonight, I want you to sit down with paper and pencil, and dont get up until youve answered my questions. Then lets meet here tomorrow at this time and well take it from there." Somewhat hesitantly, he agreed. When we met the next day, he told me that he liked to work with his hands, not his head; that he thought he might have some mechanical ability; and that what he wanted most in life was some sense of purpose or direction. Shortly thereafter, he got a job in a roofing-materials factory. Did he become president of the company? No, but today he is a foreman, living a happy and productive life. All he needed was a push to stop leading an unfocused life. I meet people like that young man so frequently that I have developed a set of guidelines to help anyone, young or old, who feels the need to bring himself into sharper focus. There are eight points in all, and they add up to quite a stiff course in self-discipline. But anyone who makes a sustained effort to apply them will become a happier, more forceful, more effective person.
Write down a short summary of your goal and the achievement date; put it beside your bed and read it aloud to yourself every morning when you wake up. Vagueness is the invariable hallmark of the unfocused mind. Get rid of it. In a sermon not long ago, I condensed the life history of such a man. This man failed in business in 31. He was defeated for the state legislature in 32. He failed again in business in 34. He had a nervous breakdown in 41. He hoped to receive his partys nomination for Congress but didnt in 43. He ran for the Senate and lost in 55. He was defeated again for the Senate in 58. A hopeless loser, some people said. But Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860. He knew how to accept defeat temporarily. Some times ago in Australia, I met a remarkable man named Bert Walton. He told me that he had started out in life by failing at one school after another, then at one job after another. He was working for the Australian division of an American corporation and going downhill at that when a man came out from the parent company to talk to Australian employees. One sentence in the mans talk struck Walton with enormous impact: You can if you think you can. "I suddenly realised," Walton told me, " that the reason of failure was my habit of thinking of myself as a failure. The concept created the condition not the other way round. So I decided to change the concept. I said to myself: I think I can become manager of this company for New South Wales. In fact, I think I can become manager for the whole of Australia. Well, it took a long time and a lot of work, and there were a lot of setbacks, but thats the way things turned out. Then I got into the department-store business, and I said to myself, I think we can build this business into one of the big chains in Australia. And eventually that happened too. Im a very ordinary man, but I got hold of one extraordinary idea, and hung on. What happened to that man? The idea, like a burning glass, focused the rays of his personality on a definite goal with such intensity that hitherto inert elements burst into flame. The idea is not a new one. The Bible says over and over: "If we have faith, nothing shall be impossible unto you." A staggering promise, certainly, but profoundly true. "No," I said. "I cant crawl into your head and rearrange the machinery. But perhaps I can tell you how to help yourself. In the first place, stop cringing. Stand up straight. Next, stop running down your profession. In our society, salesmen are the ball bearings on which industry moves, without them, the economy would grind to a halt. Finally, why dont you stop looking at yourself from a worms viewpoint and look at yourself from Gods? You are His child. If you are important to Him and you are what gives you the right to go around proclaiming your unimportance?" We talked a bit more; then he thanked me, and went away looking thoughtful. I hope he had learned or begun to learn, the importance of not building a case against himself.
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