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The 4 Heartbeats of COMMITMENT

 


In my last piece, I established that commitment is the spine upon which every worthy achievement in life stems. It counts the cost and pays the proportionate price. Commitment singles you out of the crowd. Don't travel this life without adding tones of commitment to your backpack. I also added that where you are and who you are right now is not in any way unrelated to the number of commitments you have made in the past.


To drive the nail further down into the coffin, I will share four major variables that serve as the heartbeats of commitment. Through them, commitment comes alive, and with them, we see, touch, and feel the reality of commitment.


Commitment is Sacrificial 

If you are committed to someone or something, the first proof is that you sacrifice or give your all for it. Here, you bet your life, stake it out and lay it down on the line. The pages of history are scattered with men and women who were committed to worthy causes and people they loved and valued; the proof was in how they sacrifice their all. God is committed to us and the proof is in how He sacrificially gave us His all through His Son Jesus Christ. You are never committed if you have not made a single sacrifice. Could this be why most young people find it hard to make commitments? 


Commitment is Intentional

Anything that is done intentionally is done from the intent, willfully and without coercion. To be intentional is to be deliberate and have your mind in the game. So whether you are committed to a person, a course of action, a task, a project or anything at all, you will be intentional about the same. If you are intentional about it, you give the right amount of energy, time, resources and attention to something to see that it is achieved. You cannot be committed in life without being intentional.


Commitment is Stick-to-itive

To be stick-to-itive is to persevere and be dogged. This entails being a person of tenacity and never backing out. For anything that you see standing the test of time today, the stick-to-itive aspect of commitment has been invested into it. The issue is, you don't make commitments today and break them tomorrow. This very variable is so valuable because it keeps commitment going even in the darkest nights and lonely days. It remains true and stays through.  Don't just tell you are committed but show it by being stick-to-itive. 


Commitment is from the Heart

It was Proverbs 4:23 that urged us all to guard our heart above all else, for it determines the course of our life. What this therefore implies is that everything we do and fail to do is produced and firmly decided in/from the heart. Hence, the heart of the matter is the matter of the heart. For commitment to survive, it must come from the heart. Little wonder, the Bible urged us to love from the heart and not with mere words spoken from the lips. No commitment is commitment unless it comes from the heart.


To Wrap This Up

For emphasis sake, I will like to resound this that without commitment, you will just go through the motion of life without leaving a worthy mark on the sand of time. Commitment is what separates mediocrity from excellence, cheap popularity from real influence, and needful major from the needless minor. To breath life into your commitment, be certain that it is sacrificial, intentional, stick-to-itive and from the heart.



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  1. This is lucid and expository. Thank you.

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  2. This piece eye opening

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  3. Don't just tell but live your commitment is my takeaway!

    Thank you for sharing big brother!

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