Sometimes I look back and figured that most of the things I did or accomplished have a common denominator: Boldness. Of course, it was by the grace of God but if I decided to just sit around and do nothing, I would have been stagnant for years.
When I was younger I liked taking risks – like going to a quite unfamiliar metropolitan city without a job and only a small space in a shared room for shelter. I arrived awestruck by the life in the city but has no job. Then I was offered one which is somewhere below entry level – I was a combination janitor, messenger and coffee mess assistant. I took it because it was a start.
Joining the Navy was another bold decision but it was also a dream for me. I know some people look down at military people but for me it was something prestigious and challenging. People around me said that all the navy Sailor does is take out the rust from the ship. I worked over 20 years and I never really had to do that job but even if I had to do it for ten years as a junior petty officer, I would have still taken that job.
To be honest, I am not really a risk taker. I mean you won’t see me diving in underground caves or hiking through the Amazon River edge, although I have admiration for the unique people that do that. I take risks for something that would feed me, give me shelter, give me extra cash to afford a bicycle or a new hatchback, etc.
I was a pizza delivery man for about a year just because I heard they were hiring. It’s not a job that people dream about but it gave me job satisfaction working my shift because a) they allowed me to pick the hours and day that I will work b) I got quite a few tips 3) I delivered to some interesting people (like a pro football player that didn’t even tip) and 4) I liked the challenge of mapping my route and running from one door to another to deliver the piping hot pizza.
I also did a janitorial job for a little bit but it took a few hours of working after my regular job that my wife asked me to stop because I was working too many hours even on the weekend. I was young then so I didn’t even feel the tiredness, but I quit so i could spend the weekend with my family.
I’m not the hardest working person in any of my jobs but I always put in the effort to be excellent partly because people needed my services and partly because I didn’t want to get in trouble. Only later in life I realized that I’m really working for God regardless of what task I was assigned to do. I guess it made me work a little bit harder, smarter without necessarily stressing myself too much.
I don’t think I’ll ever retire. I’ll keep on working. Boldly as I do!