REAL MONEY!

I am thankful for 3 children who both amaze and amuse me on a daily basis.  They have all demonstrated an entrepreneurial spirit with no shortage of talents.  A recent interaction with my son proved insightful.

 

Let’s start with the premise that a good business owner needs to sell a product or service in exchange for capital.  Those who do not plan for sufficient profit go broke and set themselves up for ridicule.  Jesus taught something of this, “For which of you, intending to build a tower, sitteth not down first, and counteth the cost, whether he have sufficient to finish it?  Lest haply, after he hath laid the foundation, and is not able to finish it, all that behold it begin to mock him.” Luke 14:28-29

 

My son, in exchange for his service said, “Dad, that will be five cents please.”  He held out his hand while I reached in my pocket.  I watched a delightful expression turn sour as I extended my arm and dropped an imaginary coin into his palm.  A quick demand revealed that he wasn’t having it.  “NO DAD!  REAL MONEY!”

 

THE CHALLENGE:  One of the best ways to rid yourself of poverty and increase financial independence is to shift your mindset from “more money” to “real money.”  Serve people when it’s time to serve.  Be generous when it’s time be generous.  But when it’s time to earn, don’t give away your product or service at a steep discount, and certainly not for free.  Don’t buy what you want and then beg for what you need.  Be smart.  Count the cost, get to work, and demand real money in exchange.

WINGS N’ THINGS

Long before the internet, there was this place called the library. If you wanted to gather information in a systematic fashion what would you use?  Google?  Nope!  Enter the prehistoric search engine, the Dewey Decimal System (Thank you Melvil, but I digress, a lot).

Going to the library was a must for me. I recall maxing out the 10 book limit on a regular basis.  My stack of books always came out of the “nature” genre, usually insects.

I was fascinated with bugs.  If I wasn’t reading about them, I was collecting specimens.  If I wasn’t collecting them, I was “conquering” them…usually with the bottom of my foot…or a magnifying glass (and a few other creative ways not worth mentioning – don’t judge – I was a boy).  Maybe that’s why my answer to the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” (An entomologist) never came to fruition.  (But I digress, again)

Have you ever noticed that ants take to the air for an opportunity to mate every time a summer heat wave strikes? After the “magic” happens, what next?  The male dies and the female abandons her wings.  What?!  What is wrong with Mother Nature?  Shouldn’t a new momma ant make herself as mobile as possible?  You know, explore the town, find the best neighborhood, maybe do a little shopping and perhaps raid a picnic?  Instead, she’s 100% committed.  She picks her nesting site and goes to work, never stopping until she dies.

THE CHALLENGE: Stop flying around.  You know what you want to be when you “grow up” right?  So do it.  Chew your wings off!  Dig in!  Do your thing!  Get to work and don’t stop.  The formula is that simple.  I already know that 99.9% of you reading this are going to look your wings in the mirror and tell yourself how you can’t live without them, and that you can’t lose them, at least not yet.  It’s a lie.  Don’t listen.