Admiral McRaven: "If you can't do the little things right, you'll never do the big things right"
"Basic SEAL training is six months of long, torturous runs in the soft sand, midnight swims in the cold water off San Diego, days without sleep, and always being cold, wet, and miserable.
It is six months of being constantly harassed by professionally trained warriors who seek to find the weak of mind and body and eliminate them. But the training also seeks to find those who can lead in an environment of constant stress, chaos, failure, and hardship."
Here are the 10 lessons:
1. Make your bed.
"Every morning we were required to make our bed to perfection. It seemed ridiculous, particularly since we were aspiring to be real warriors. But if you make your bed every morning, you will have accomplished the first task of the day.
It will give you a small sense of pride and encourage you to do another task, and another. Making your bed will also reinforce the fact that the little things in life matter. If you can't do the little things right, you will never do the big things right."
2. Find someone to help you paddle.
"Every day your boat crew paddles through the surf. In winter, the surf can get 8 to 10 feet high. It is exceedingly difficult to paddle unless everyone digs in. Every paddle must be synchronized.
Everyone must exert equal effort or the boat will turn against the wave. You can't change the world alone; you will need some help."
3. Measure a person by the size of their heart.
"The best boat crew we had was made up of the little guys, the 'munchkin crew.' No one was over 5'5". They out-paddled, out-ran, and out-swam all the other boat crews. SEAL training was a great equalizer.
Nothing mattered but your will to succeed. Not your color, not your ethnic background, not your education, not your social status."
4. Get over being a sugar cookie.
"No matter how much effort you put into starching your hat or pressing your uniform, it just wasn't good enough. For failing inspection, you had to run into the surf fully clothed, then roll around on the beach until every part of your body was covered with sand. The effect was known as a 'sugar cookie.'
Some students couldn't accept that all their efforts were in vain. Those students didn't make it through training. Sometimes, no matter how well you prepare or perform, you still end up as a sugar cookie. It's just the way life is sometimes."
5. Don't be afraid of the circuses.
"A 'circus' was two hours of additional calisthenics designed to wear you down, break your spirit, force you to quit. But an interesting thing happened to those who were constantly on the list. Over time, those students got stronger and stronger.
The pain of the circuses built inner strength and physical resiliency. Life is filled with circuses. You will fail. You will likely fail often. It will be painful. It will be discouraging. At times it will test you to your very core."
6. Sometimes you have to slide head first.
"The most challenging obstacle was the slide for life, a 200-foot rope between two towers. The record had stood for years. Until one day, a student decided to go down head first.
Instead of inching his way down, he mounted the top of the rope and thrust himself forward. It was dangerous, seemingly foolish, fraught with risk. But he broke the record. Sometimes you have to take risks."
7. Don't back down from the sharks.
"The waters off San Clemente are a breeding ground for great white sharks. We were taught that if a shark begins to circle your position, stand your ground. Do not swim away. Do not act afraid.
And if the shark darts towards you, summon all your strength and punch him in the snout. There are a lot of sharks in the world. If you hope to complete the swim, you will have to deal with them."
8. Be your best in the darkest moments.
"To be successful in your mission, you have to swim under the ship and find the keel, the centerline and the deepest part of the ship. But the keel is also the darkest part, where you cannot see your hand in front of your face.
Every SEAL knows that at the darkest moment of the mission is the time when you must be calm, when you must be composed, when all your tactical skills, physical power, and inner strength must be brought to bear."
9. Start singing when you're up to your neck in mud.
"During Hell Week, we were ordered into the mud flats. The mud consumed each man until there was nothing visible but our heads. The instructors said we could leave if only five men would quit. It was still over eight hours until the sun came up.
And then, one voice began to echo through the night, one voice raised in song. Terribly out of tune, but sung with great enthusiasm. One voice became two, and two became three, and before long everyone was singing. Somehow the mud seemed a little warmer, the wind a little tamer, and the dawn not so far away."
10. Don't ever, ever ring the bell.
"In SEAL training, there is a brass bell that hangs in the center of the compound. All you have to do to quit is ring the bell. Ring the bell and you no longer have to wake up at 5 o'clock.
Ring the bell and you no longer have to be in the freezing cold swims. All you have to do is ring the bell to get out. If you want to change the world, don't ever, ever ring the bell."
Admiral McRaven concludes:
"Start each day with a task completed. Find someone to help you through life. Respect everyone. Know that life is not fair and that you will fail often. But if you take some risks, step up when the times are toughest, face down the bullies, lift up the downtrodden, and never, ever give up, the next generation will live in a world far better than the one we have today."
🤣This is a hilarious montage of Chuck Norris jokes.
If you think about it, he really was the first 80’s action hero and pretty much started the genre of 80’s and 90’s action movies.
This might actually be Trump's funniest moment 😂
Japanese Reporter: Why didn't you tell us before you struck Iran?
Trump: "Why didn't you tell me about Pearl Harbor?" 💀🔥😂
As a Gen Xer, I've walked like an Egyptian, moonwalked, walked this way, walked on the wild side, walked on sunshine, walked the line, and walked 500 miles.
I've walked a lot…I'm tired.
To the Left:
Let me use YOUR OWN language to explain why opposing the SAVE Act is actually sexist and racist.
Yeah, you read that right.
When you say requiring voter ID is "suppressive," you're literally arguing that women and minorities are TOO INCOMPETENT to obtain identification. Think about what you're actually claiming here. Every single American who works has to complete an I-9 form WITH identification. It's federal law. So you're essentially saying what—that Black Americans and women are either too stupid to navigate a DMV, or they shouldn't be working at all?
What's the vision here? Women barefoot at home? Black Americans back in the fields picking agriculture UNDER THE TABLE for SLAVE WAGES because they can't legally work without ID? Because that's the economic model you're defending when you make this argument.
And here's the part that absolutely kills me.
Remember 2021? You had ZERO problem demanding vaccine cards just to enter a Walmart. You forced people to show their COMPLETE MEDICAL HISTORY to minimum-wage workers just to buy groceries. You kicked service members out of the military for refusing to show medical papers. But now you're telling me that asking for a FREE state-issued photo ID to vote is somehow discriminatory?
Showing private medical records to strangers = perfectly acceptable.
Showing a simple ID to verify voter eligibility = RACIST VOTER SUPPRESSION.
Explain how that works. I'll wait.
Every developed nation requires voter ID. You need identification to buy alcohol, open a bank account, rent an apartment, get on a plane, pick up prescriptions, and cash checks. But the ONE civic duty that forms the foundation of our entire constitutional system? That's where you draw the line?
So which is it? Do you genuinely believe certain demographics are incapable of obtaining free identification—which is textbook discrimination—or are you just comfortable with election fraud? Because those are your only two options here.
The SAVE Act ensures basic election integrity. If that threatens you, maybe the problem isn't the bill.
But what do I know? I'm just someone who believes ALL Americans are equally capable of getting a free photo ID.
I’m worn out hearing people moan, “Our grandparents could buy a house on one paycheck, but now we can’t even afford rent on two!”
Yeah, maybe because Grandma wasn’t dropping half her income on $14 iced lattes and avocado toast shaped like art projects. Back then, if they wanted coffee, they boiled it at home in a dented pot. It tasted like burnt rubber and regret — but it woke you up and cleaned your pipes.
And Grandma wasn’t “out to brunch.” You think she had time for mimosas and hashtags? She was making something called whatever’s left in the fridge and feeding six people with it.
Don’t even start with Uber Eats. You think Grandpa was out here paying $38 to have a burger delivered three blocks away? Please. He grilled mystery meat on a rusted barbecue, and everyone called it dinner.
Now people cry about being broke while sitting in a house full of gadgets. Two SUVs in the driveway, six streaming services, three air fryers, and matching tattoos that cost more than their light bill. You think Grandpa had a tattoo? He did. It said “Korea, 1951,” and it came with trauma, not Instagram likes.
And the kids—Lord help us. “We can’t make ends meet, but Brayden needs the new iPhone!” No, he doesn’t. You’re handing an $1100 device to a child who still eats crayons and forgets to flush.
When we were kids, there was one phone. It hung on the wall like a family relic. The cord stretched just far enough for you to whisper secrets before someone yelled, “Get off, I need to make a call!” And guess what? We lived.
The TV? One. In the living room. With three channels and a dial that clicked like a safe. And if Dad wanted to watch bowling, you were a fan of bowling, end of story.
Now there’s a flat screen in every room, the baby’s got an iPad, the dog’s got a camera, and everyone’s wondering why they can’t afford rent.
Because you’re living like rock stars on retail salaries, that’s why.
Grandpa wasn’t leasing Teslas or buying $12 smoothies called “Green Zen Awakening.” He drove a truck that coughed smoke, rattled like a storm, and smelled like oil and hard work.
They lived within their means. Whatever Grandpa brought home on Friday — that’s what they had. They weren’t keeping up with the Joneses; they were keeping the lights on.
So yeah, Grandpa bought a house on one salary. But he also didn’t have a gym membership, three delivery apps, and emotional support crystals on his nightstand. His only support system was Grandma, who told him to quit whining and mow the yard.
Nowadays, everyone’s broke, anxious, and “manifesting abundance” while ordering tacos on DoorDash for the fourth time this week.
It’s not the economy — it’s the lifestyle.
Wake up, turn off your subscriptions, make your own coffee, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll smell the truth.
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Dear Heavenly Father, as I stand at the doorway of 2026, I come before You in the name of Jesus Christ. Before this new year fully unfolds, I place my life, my family, my work, and my future into Your hands. Go before me, and destroy every plan of darkness set against my life.
By the authority of Jesus, every curse that tried to follow me from previous years is stopped here. Every negative word, every repeated pattern, every hidden plan meant to delay my progress or steal my peace is cancelled now. What was sent to weaken me will not enter 2026 with me.
Cover my home with Your presence.
Guard my steps with Your wisdom.
Order my days with Your peace.
I declare that 2026 will not be marked by struggle, but by direction; not by heaviness, but by freedom; not by curses, but by the blessing of God.
Lord, I will not keep this prayer to myself. I promise to share this prayer with at least one person today. In the victorious name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
Type “God is great” to disappoint the enemy!