Posts Tagged: the Serenity Prayer

“Circle of Concern vs. Circle of Influence”

DTEB, “Circle of Concern vs. Circle of Influence”

In a wonderful book that I need to reread, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People,” Stephen R. Covey identifies two circles: the circle of concern and the circle of influence. The circle of concern refers to everything that we care about. Many of them are huge and important.  He includes such things as the national debt and the dangers of nuclear war. The circle of influence refers to areas in our lives in which we might be able to do something positive.

Covey goes on to say that the problem is that too many of us operate—or try to operate—directly in our circle of concern. But, since these concerns are not within our sphere of influence, we simply spin our wheels and don’t get anywhere. In fact, such a preoccupation with those things that concern us actually causes our circle of influence to contract. We become less and less able to change anything that concerns us.

Now, I think that it is safe to say that a lot of us right now are concerned with a lot of different things. This may be the greatest understatement that I have ever made in my life. Think about it: COVID-19, economic havoc, racial injustice, political instability—and that’s just today’s headlines. There are plenty of other things that concern us. And these things should concern us!

However, if we spend too much time on these things, thinking about them, worrying about them, talking about them, we simply dimmish our ability to do anything about them. Our circle of influence contracts.

For those of us who are praying people, even “praying about” our problems and concerns can be a euphemism for worry. I am reminded of an old Christian hymn that counsels us to “Take your burdens to the Lord.” But the hymn lyrics don’t stop there. The lyrics say, “Take your burdens to the Lord, and leave them there.” Even those of us who claim to be believers are prone to taking our burdens to the Lord, and then picking them right back up. That is why so many of us are bent over before we’re forty years old.

The circle of influence refers to areas where we can make a positive difference. These are areas where we are more or less in charge. Let me give a simple example. I can’t do anything directly about COVID-19. It is something that concerns me for sure. And it should! But I am not a medical person or a scientist. (I got straight Ds in chemistry, and the only reason I didn’t get Fs was that the teacher liked me and knew that I was a good student in my other classes.)

But what I can do is wear a mask and practice social distancing. I can wash my hands. I can take the vaccination when I get the chance. These actions are within my sphere of influence.

In the case of this pandemic and in a multitude of other concerns, the best question I can ask at any given moment is this: “What can I do right now to stay within my circle of influence to make a positive difference in this concern of mine?”

One of the many ways in which we get way out of our sphere of influence and into an illegitimate preoccupation with what concerns is our consumption of information. This has been called “The Information Age.” I’m not so sure that it shouldn’t be called “The Misinformation Age.” But no matter what you call it, it is largely a snare and a delusion. Even if the information is good and true (and much of it is not), does it really help us to change things? In most cases, I suspect that all the information we consume is junk food. A thing is believed simply because our friends affirm it on Facebook.

But even consuming good, nutritious information can cause our circle of influence to contract. For example, I have been listening to National Public Radio a lot of late. I had to resist the urge to stream NPR live this morning, before I had done my devotions, read my Scriptures, written and posted this post, taken the dog outside, or written my gratitude list. (Of course, I had already had some coffee. First things first!)

Now, there is nothing inherently wrong with National Public Radio. I think that NPR tries to be balanced and to go into depth in its reporting. Do they always get it right? Of course not! But I think they actually try to get at the truth. However, there comes a point when I have consumed all the news that I can handle. Anything more, and I am out of my sphere of influence.

In a deep sense, the Serenity Prayer is precisely what we need at this moment. If I, if we, are to stay in our circle of influence, we need to pray it many times each day. “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”

There’s a longer version of the prayer that I like even better. It goes like this:

“God grant me the Serenity

To accept the things I cannot change,

Courage to change the things I can,

And the Wisdom to know the difference.

Living one day at a time,

Enjoying one moment at a time.

Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace,

Taking, as he did, this sinful world as it is,

Not as I would like it.

Trusting that he will make all things right,

If I surrender to his will.

That I may be reasonably happy in this world

And supremely happy in the next.” (Reinhold Niebuhr, Theologian)

So, may you have a serene, courageous, and wise day! And may you operate in your circle of influence today!

“Concerning Short-Cuts and Bright Ideas”

“There is a way that seems right to a man,

but its end is the way to death.” (Proverbs 14:12)

My affirmation for today is “Today, by God’s grace, I am praying the Serenity Prayer at least ten times, and living the prayer all day.”

To live something out, I first need to live in it for a time.  There is no shortcut for living in and with someone or something, before I can live that reality out.

And yet, I’m always looking for shortcuts.  For example, . . .

. . . on Friday, my wife wanted to go for a short bike ride, so we did.  It was cloudy and windy and (for Tampa) cold.  But we bundled up and went out for our “short” ride.  Straight down S. Newport to the bay.  The wind was worse along the bay, but it was at our backs.

When we turned around, I realized immediately that the wind was going to be a problem.  So, I had A BRIGHT IDEA!  Why not cut inland a few blocks.  We would be sheltered from the wind, at least a bit, by the houses.

At first, my decision felt pretty good.  The wind and the traffic noise on Bayshore were substantially diminished.  Excellent, I thought to myself!  I’ve had a bright idea that really is bright.

But the brightness of the idea soon dimmed.  The roads along the bay started in one direction, and then took off in another.  Some of them were cul-de-sacs.  The GPS on my phone stopped working.  Finally, I asked a lady out with a stroller how to get to Newport, in Hyde Park.  “Hyde Park is that direction,” she said, pointing the opposite way from the direction we had been going for quite some time.

Well, we started off taking her directions.  They were good—up to a point.  She had told us to turn left on Morrison, but apparently had forgotten that there was another turn before that.  However, my GPS now decided to start working.   We had already had a good deal more than “a short bike ride,” and my GPS informed me that we were 3.7 miles away from our destination.

My wife was really kind about all this.  I think that she could see that I was beating myself up badly for my stupid brilliant idea.  We did make it home, I made her some hot tea and myself some coffee, and (after an hour or two) we got warmed up.

“Do me a favor, sweetheart,” I said.  “The next time I have a bright idea, or want to take a shortcut, just shoot me.”

There is an old saying in chess: “If you see a good move, sit on your hands.”  In other words, “Don’t be premature, baby!”

Bright ideas and shortcuts very rarely are either bright or short.  I have heard it said that a shortcut is a quick way to a place no one in his right mind would want to go.  And as for bright ideas, they are usually about as bright as a burned-out light bulb. There is no shortcut to anything worthwhile.  If I am to live out the Serenity Prayer, I must first live in the Serenity Prayer for a long time.  Otherwise, I will miss the right path as sure as shootin’.

“No Regrets!”


“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been.’” (John Greenleaf Whittier)

Today, I wrote the following in my journal, right after listing 50 items on my gratitude list:

“Today, God, no regrets!  Just praise, humility, obedience and gratitude!”

Like virtually every other human being who has lived more than four years, I have regrets.  In fact, I probably have more than the average member of my species.  Regret for the things I’ve done and the things I haven’t, regret for the people I’ve harmed, regret for not living out my own principles.

But these days, while not minimizing my screw-ups, I try to not wallow in regret.  While I have regrets, I try not to let the regrets have me.  The truth is this: Regrets have no beneficial effects, and many harmful ones.

How are regrets harmful?  Let me count the ways!

First, they can’t change what happened or what I did.  The past is a pretty stubborn critter.  I may reframe it or look at it differently, but the picture itself is not going to change.  I can learn from it, but I can’t teach it a single thing.  In terms of the Serenity Prayer, the past is one of the things I cannot change.  Therefore, I need God to “. . . grant me the serenity to accept the (past) things I cannot change . . . .”

Second, regrets harm my ability to move on, to grow, to become a better person.  What gets my focus gets me.  If I am focusing on the past, I am very likely to go back to the past.  In any case, as long as I am filled with regrets, I am refusing to live in the present.  And, the last time I checked, the present was the only time when I could live.  To live in the past is to die before my time.  I am a walking dead man when I regret my past.

Third (and related to the first two harmful effect of regret), regrets are an insidious form of self-deception.  When I regret, I am pretending that I am taking my past seriously.  I am not.  I am trying to substitute feeling bad for doing what is good in the here and now.  Allowing regrets to dominate me compromises the very positive qualities that I listed in my journal: “praise, humility, obedience and gratitude!”

Fourth, when I indulge in regrets, I am harming others.  How so?  When I am filled with regrets, I am not really available to those around me. And those around me need me.  I am focused on myself, when I regret my past.  Regretting my past is trying to drive a car, while steadfastly looking in the rearview mirror.  It is just a matter of time before I rear-end the car in front of me or run over a pedestrian.

Finally, regret is a form of atheism.  I am pretending that I am a competent judge of myself.  I am also pretending that my past attitudes, actions, thoughts, and words are too bad to be forgiven.  As a Christian, this is a form of heresy, bordering on a denial of the very existence and goodness of God.  Living even on the border of atheism is a dangerous place to live.

So, just for today, no regrets.  No looking back.  No beating myself up.  Just living well.  Just awareness.  Just love.

“ON FLYING HIGH AND COMING BACK DOWN”

So, I was sitting outside on a couch with a lady.  (I trust that it was my sweetheart—a.k.a. my wife.)  It was a windy day.  Suddenly the wind picked up the couch we were sitting on, and lifted us clean off the ground.

I wasn’t scared.  Exhilarated, but not scared.

We kept catching updrafts and got higher and higher.  I thought, “Well, we don’t have any way of navigating, so we’ll just land wherever the wind takes us.”

Eventually, we came to rest on the ground.  It was a fairly smooth landing.  However, the people were speaking a language I couldn’t make out.  I figured that we were somewhere in Eastern Europe.

“I think we’ll have to travel back home in a more conventional manner,” I said to the lady I was with.  “It will take longer,” I added.

Here endeth the dream.

As you can see, I either am on drugs, or I don’t need them.  The latter is true.  I don’t really need them.  My mind is a trip in and of itself.  And, of course, probably everyone has wild dreams at times.

But this dream does seem to me to have a serious point.  I know that I am getting older, and I think that I am getting less set in my ways, more able to fly, these days.  Yes, I know that old people are not generally known for their flexibility.  I seem to be bucking the trend on this.  I am more flexible these days, more prone to go with the flow, to catch the updrafts of the Holy Spirit.  Even when I have no way to navigate, I enjoy the journey.

Perhaps the Serenity Prayer is beginning to be answered.  Perhaps I am realizing that I am really not in control, and that this is very good news.  Perhaps I’m doing a bit better at letting God be God.

Whether I can let God be God and live out the Serenity Prayer from a couch is, however, quite debatable.  I’ve heard of flying carpets, but I very skeptical about flying couches.

And in any case, going home could take some effort on my part.

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