I never thought of myself as a coward.
I was always the first one to take a dare as a kid. The first one to jump into the swimming hole without dipping my toes in to see how cold it was. Heck, I even did some bull riding in the rodeo back in the day. Not a chicken, by any means. But when I was suddenly confronted with a catalog of possible futures, I put my tail between my legs and ran.
Sure, some of the voicemails were nice, and they talked about really neat stuff that we’d all like to have. But there were so many of them that were terrifying, or mystifying. I think I shut down a little. Didn’t want to face them. I only wanted to listen to the pretty ones that promised happy times and prosperity. Rose-tinted earphones, I suppose.
Until one day, a couple of weeks ago, when I hit a turning point. It was over 100 degrees and it was only April. Record temperatures were being set all over South Texas. I thought to myself that this was really unusual, but for some of those people in the future, it was an everyday thing. Then I got to thinking. Who were those future people? And it hit me.
They’re my children. My grandchildren, my great-grandchildren. I steward my ranch to keep it a worthwhile legacy to pass down to future generations. I need to think bigger. I need to steward the Earth in the same way. Maybe, just maybe, if I do it right, I will go back in a couple of years and try to listen to some of those scary voicemails and discover they’re not there anymore. Maybe I can change the future.
And you can, too.
(P.S. I made one more video – check it out here.)