My alarm went off the other day in the dark.
It was so cold.
The bed was so warm.
It was so early.
For the first time in weeks, I hit the snooze button.
I rolled over.
I closed my eyes.
And right before I drifted off, I thought about Marcus Aurelius.
One of the greatest collections of Stoic Philosophy
comes from Marcus Aurelius' Meditations.
But the coolest thing about them is that
he never expected they'd be read by anyone.
They were his own personal notes to himself.
The Emperor of Rome...
By all accounts the most powerful man in the world...
Wrote himself notes in his diary.
And in the cold, early, darkness that morning I thought of this one:
At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself:
'I have to go to work - as a human being.
What do I have to complain of, if I'm going to do what I was born for -
the things I was brought into the world to do?
Or is this what I was created for?
To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?'
The Emperor of Rome wrote that... to himself.
People struggle. Even emperors.
But he overcame weakness.
And so have you.
And so that morning, I got up instead of going back to sleep.
And I did the best damn job I could that day...
I tried my hardest to be the best dad,
the best husband,
the best coach,
the best pastor,
the best friend,
the best citizen,
the best human being I could be.
Because that is what I was created for.
How about you?