
What is 100? It’s full mark on a typical test, for one thing. A perfect score. It’s also a milestone where one takes some time off to take stock of matter. Especially in the political arena, leaders like to talk about their achievements after 100 days in the office. Or the media will grade them as a harbinger of things to come, for better or for worse.
I do not have such grandiose plans. Nor would it attract any attention if I were inclined toward doing it. But I do want to take the opportunity to make a point to my family, and to my friends who have been the most faithful bunch of readers any blogger could have. The point is perseverance.
However, it’s hard to persevere if one is not passionate about doing something. And obviously one can’t develop passion for something that one doesn’t like. It has to be your own volition; but it can be cultivated, being nudged along the way by well-meaning people out of concern.
Take blogging for example. I have seen bloggers who jump on the bandwagon and charge right into blogdom. Next, the frequency of posting drops. Then it just fizzles out, or rather, the blog is entombed in virtual cobweb.
Procrastinating is really the antithesis of perseverance. Its sinister nature rears its ugly head in the form of silently but surely chipping away at the very fabric of perseverance. That brings up the issue of time management.
Oftentimes not doing something is not that one has no time, but it has to do with the fact that that thing is not important enough to warrant the time it commits. I often tell my children, if you find doing a thing to be important enough, you will find the time to do it. So saying no time is in fact giving out the message that it has little importance in your scheme of things.
That’s nothing wrong in setting priorities in life, nor changing priorities to suit the changing circumstances. But there needs to be a balance. Our time in this world is finite, so apportion your time prudently. Once a target is set, persevere.
And I’m looking forward to my second century mark, and the third …