Whenever goal keeping characterizes my day, I find that I am intense and joyless. Goals make my life hard. They often become an end in themselves instead of useful tools. Goal keeping even becomes a way that I measure my worth; it keeps me focused on the destination instead of the journey.
I’ve learned the hard way that goal obsession is not freedom. Jesus came that I might live a very different way. His purpose for my life is characterized by hopes, not goals. Hopes are not demands, not measurements, not burdens; they reveal direction for my life and show me what to long for. Yet, unlike goals, hopes demand nothing of me.
Living a life set free to hope is living a life of joy.
Excerpted from 101 Cups of Water by CD Baker
How can you categorize today by hopes instead of goals?