…my biggest regret would be that I never had really good work. That I never built anything of value. That I never had a growing career. That I was never in control of where I was heading.
It can not be over emphasized how important work can be. Men have a drive to leave the home and go out and accomplish something in the world. We want to do something and be someone. We want to get things done.
Our jobs are a large portion of our weeks and our lives. Forty solid hours are spent working during the week. From that work comes our identity. Who we say we are. Our titles and how we introduce ourselves. Our lifestyle is also derived from our work. The income we receive allows us to live at a certain level. How we provide for our families is also a result of how well we are doing out in the world economically.
Some people abuse work. It is all they do. As a result they neglect their physical and spiritual lives. Their families suffer because of their absence. Some people see this and conclude that work can be all consuming and an addiction. So they pull back any ambition in this area. I think that is wrong. Other peoples abuses does not make something completely wrong. We need to have a more clear emphasis on work. Where it comes into play in our lives. How we can maintain balance. But it is so important as so much plays off of work and our jobs.