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by Tad. R. Callister
I really like the story he tells at the beginning of Ben Carson. But I have always like those ‘rise above the ashes’ type of stories. What kind of world would we live in if parents took the responsibility to teach their children values?
This is normally the post I use to describe my week at Young Women camp. I describe the lessons I learned, the problems I encountered, and my goal to be a better leader.
Yes, it was a good week. Yes, there were problems encountered but they worked out. The problems always work themselves out. And yes, there is always room for improvement.
We had a moose wander into camp. Actually, he probably was hovering around our camp all week but we just saw him once. Well, once in daylight and once at night. They are kind of creepy when you come across them at night and all you can see is their eyes reflecting in the moonlight.
For this post, I want to focus on one lesson I learned this past week. It happened Wednesday during the hike. Between my asthma and vertigo my goal was to not collapse or lose my balance and fall. And I managed to succeed at both. Yay me!
I didn’t even fall during the off-road stretch where I really had to pay attention to each step I took. Proud to say, I stumbled but I never went down.
We were just finishing the off-road, cross-country portion of the hike and had to descend the little hill. Flags marked our path we needed to follow. Since I was so slow I watched others hike down the hill following the marked path. Two leaders stood at the bottom to help the hikers make it to the road. But from where I stood, I thought I could see an easier route.
Despite the flags and the other hikers’ success, I decided to veer to the right.
The vigilant leaders who waited at the bottom called to me and urged me to follow the marked route. I listened.
When I approached them they helped me down a one-foot drop to get to the road. “Oh, geez,” I complained. “That’s a bit of a drop.” One just nodded her head in agreement.
I joined the other hikers and waited for everyone to catch up. While I did so, I looked down the road. If I had continued on my easier route on top of the hill I would have come to a five to six-foot drop to the road. With no help to get down.
Isn’t that like life? We have markers and flags showing us the route. We also have others going before us leading the way. And there are those waiting to help us through our tough times. Yet, we may think we see an easier way – a better route.
We don’t always have the full picture from where we stand. We don’t need to. There are plenty of gifts to help us to succeed. We are meant to win – not to lose.
And let me tell you, I’m very glad I listened that day. I hope I listen just as well in life.
“No regrets!” that’s the naive mantra of youth. At one time in my life, more than a decade ago, it was my motto, also. To live a life with no regret is synonymous with living life to the fullest and always making the right choice. Or, at least, being content with the decisions you make. Regret means to “feel sorry for something” (Word dictionary). The ingenuous of youth looks at this definition and thinks, “It’s wrong to feel sorrow.”
To live a life with no regrets is only possible in one of two ways:
One, you always make the right choice. You never, ever make a wrong decision. This is technically impossible. You will make the wrong choice from time to time. If you’re foolhardy enough to never second guess yourself, well, bully for you! But that doesn’t mean you choose wisely in every decision that you make.
Two, you never learn better. You remain locked in a state of immaturity that never lets you gain wisdom. I wish there was a better way to learn than by trial and error. But sometimes, there isn’t. Some things you do will work. Some won’t. It’s a part of life. But to never regret or feel sorrow for making a wrong decision, that implies a prideful will too stubborn to see error. Personally, I don’t want to be that kind of person.
I am going to continue to make mistakes. Some I will recognize instantly and others other time. In both cases I may feel the pangs of regret. But that’s okay because it shows I’m growing and getting wiser. The youth can keep their infallibility and boldly declare, “No regrets!” As for me, I prefer the wisdom that comes from penitence.