It took me a long time to realize that every day is a gift. I think it is one of those things that you really don’t comprehend until you’re playing the back nine (golf metaphor). Not that I’m on the 18th hole, at least I don’t think I am, but I am on the back nine.
It gives you a different perspective on the game. For one thing, you realize it’s a Saturday morning with great weather so there are lots of other golfers on the course. Not everyone is watching your game, so don’t try to play like they are. Miley Cyrus will wish that she had not compromised her integrity to keep herself relevant. She is better than that. I am being judgemental, but when you’re playing the back nine, you know that you don’t want to swing that hard on the third hole. If you put yourself all out there on the third hole, you’ve got nothing left to give when you reach the thirteenth. Learning that is part of the experience of playing the course.
Integrity is the moral fiber we all struggle with our entire lives. It is the investment we make in every decision. That investment either returns a dividend that contributes to our moral bank, or it spends our soul. Society, our friends, and our family provide lots of conflicting incentives for making decisions. We measure those incentives against an internal moral compass. In Pinocchio, Jiminy Cricket says “let your conscience be your guide”.
Life is a journey of continuous improvement. At the end, our integrity survives. Will Rogers said that some men learn by listening, a few more learn by observing, and the rest learn by peeing on the electric fence. We tune the moral compass instrument by what we learn, however we learn it. What are you tuning your moral compass with?