One Rough Edge
March 2
March 2
One Rough Edge
A man already knows. He does not need a book to tell him. The temper that flares at his children. The sarcasm that draws a laugh at someone’s expense. The laziness that shows up at four in the afternoon when nobody is checking. The promise he keeps making and breaking about the drinking, the spending, the screen time.
He knows.
Pick one. Not all of them. Not even two. One rough edge. The one that does the most damage, or the one he is most tired of carrying. Put the gavel there and chip. One small correction, made once a day. Not a revolution. A discipline.
The stone does not change in a day. But a man who is working on one specific thing is a different man from the one who is working on nothing.
Brick by brick, step by step, stone, by stone. Great post Brother!