Becky walked into my office the other day, asked that question, looked at me for a minute, and then walked out.
My first thought was, “My wheelchair? My bike?”
But I suspect she was after something deeper.
What moves you? Phrased another way…what causes you to move?
What do you care enough about to break the inertia, step out of the comfort zone, make the commitment?
What do you care enough about to actually do something that might involve some kind of sacrifice?
It’s a pretty good question.
For me, a genuine cry for help. Sometimes it doesn’t have to be specifically verbalized or requested.