I’m sitting at my local bar on a Saturday before noon, enjoying an adult beverage on the clock, and pondering what comes next?
Yesterday while stocking I had an epiphany about my life. I realized that even though it seems like the activities of my week are mundane, monotonous, and repetitive, they are really shaping me. I’ve always had the mind of an entrepreneur and I’m always thinking of some crazy idea to get rich. Pedalboard company for vain guitarists, a restaurant that caters to hipsters so I can destroy their existence by ridding them of what little money they have in their pockets, and then my recent scheme to make motivational posters that are actually very mean.
But working for a small business has made me realize that there are more overall costs, overhead, then I had imagined as well as a host of other problems that one doesn’t realize. Yet, I’ve been given the opportunity to play a leading role where I work and learn the ins and outs of small business. Small business, not large corporations are the backbone of the the American economy. We employ the majority of the American workforce.
I want to do that. I want to run a business that is not just successful financially but plays a part in furthering the wellbeing of its employees and the surrounding community if not reach even further to international waters.
Beyond that, working for a church that is somewhat stuck in the traditional model, has helped me to see that there needs to be voices of change and awareness. Even the modern mega churches have it wrong, we are not being Christ-like when we write great worship songs or make cool videos. It’s when we weep with those that are hurting and care for those that are in need. We should be giving ourselves to the causes that God has burdened us with.
Live long and prosper homies.