If I work hard so that I may live well, when do I stop working hard and start living well?
I finally found the answer to this question, which has haunted me for what seems like forever. That is:
Living well is not about working hard, it’s about loving hard.
When I love hard or deeply, I can overcome whatever limitations I see in myself, my family and my world. When I love the people around me deeply, work is a privilege, and I get more done than I can ever do by working hard.
I needed to have a crisis to see what it is to love hard, and to have amazing results in my life. What about you, is your life about working hard or loving hard?