There’s no chocolate in my home. I don’t keep chocolate here anymore. If I truly crave it and I can’t stop thinking about it for a full day (yes, I wait that long) and my focus is suffering as a result (this does happen), then I have to walk to the local store for it.
This summer, I’m upping the ante by cycling down the big hill from my place and taking the long way around to a store only a kilometre away as the crow flies. That takes a rather significant degree of commitment because it means donning my riding gear, not to mention thrashing the big climb on the final home stretch.
Why bother with the effort?
Because. Chocolate. Is. Worth. It.
And because it’s a metaphor for the tantalizing, decadent vision our souls long to savour once achieved.
Something to be cherished is worth the effort in earning it, building it, creating it, risking failure for it, cultivating it, dreaming it, and dropping less worthy pursuits to reach it.
What is worthy in your life that’s worth the effort?