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The only reward of unchecked freedom is freedom itself. — The “Secret” to Becoming a Better Man in 2010 | The Art of Manliness
The “Secret” to Becoming a Better Man in 2010 | The Art of Manliness -
There are always a lot of tips given out this time of year about how to make and keep resolutions and make the next year better than the last. But I have only one “secret” to impart: discipline. It is the key to unlocking your potential and finally moving forward with your life.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat. — Teddy Roosevelt
Jesus is no capon priest … no pale-faced altar boy with his hair parted in the middle, speaking softly, avoiding confrontation, who at last gets himself killed because he has no way out. He works with wood, commands the loyalty of dockworkers. He is the Lord of hosts, the captain of angel armies. And when Christ returns, he will be at the head of a dreadful company, mounted on a white horse, with a double-edged sword, his robe dipped in blood. Now that sounds a lot more like William Wallace than it does Mother Teresa.
No question about it, there is something fierce in the heart of God.
— John Eldridge
Ballad of the Goodly Fere
Ha’ we lost the goodliest fere [mate] o’ all
For the priests and the gallows tree?
Aye lover he was of brawny men,
O’ships and the open sea.
When they came wi’ a host to take Our Man
His smile was good to see,
“First let these go!” quo’ our Goodly Fere,
“Or I’ll see ye damned,” says he.
Aye he sent us out through the crossed high spears
And the scorn of his laugh rang free,
“Why took ye not me when I walked about
Alone in the town?” says he.
Oh we drunk his “hale” in the good red wine
When we last made company,
No capon priest was the Goodly Fere
But a man o’men was he.
I ha’ seen him drive a hundred men
Wi’ a bundle o’ cords swung free,
That they took the high and holy house
For their pawn and treasury
I ha’ seen him cow a thousand men
On the hills o’ Galilee,
They wined as he walked out calm between,
Wi’ his eyes like the grey o’ the sea,
Like the sea that brooks no voyaging
With the winds unleashed and free,
Like the sea that he cowed at Genseret
Wi’ twey words spoke’ suddenly.
A master of men was the Goodly Fere,
A mate of the wind and sea,
If they think they ha’ slain our Goodly Fere
They are fools eternally.
Ezra Pound
Told from the perspective of a close follower of Jesus. This poem is am amazingly moving telling of the manliness and fierceness of Jesus that we oft forget when telling stories of Him.
How to Rotate Your Car Tires -
This is something every guy should know how to do. It will save you money, make your tires last longer, and earn you some extra man points by doing it yourself.
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. — Winston Churchill
Big jobs usually go to the men who prove their ability to outgrow small ones. — Theadore Roosevelt
Man Up! Everyone Hates Their Job | Primer -
Do you complain about your job? Are you lazy at your job? I know I am sometimes…and its not very manly.