Disney Customer Service Keynote Speaker
Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five different sites.
What inspires you to pray?
To give thanks?
To help others?
To help yourself?
If ever there are times when we ask, “Where’s God, I’m not feeling close to God, where is God?”
Humbly, and I must emphasize the word humbly, may I leave this unknown quote for you to contemplate?
“If you don’t feel close to God, guess who moved?”
The first ministry starts at home. Not sure where I first heard those words. But they seem to make sense.
How often am I tempted to want to do this helpful thing or volunteer for that important thing? Often, right?
Sometimes, well, I feel like I need to stop, catch my breath, focus for a minute and say the magic word, “No.”
Today is one of those days.
Was feeling guilty until I realized that saying “no” to one thing, means “yes” to my Family.
Thinking is one of the hardest things to do, which is why many people spend so little time doing it. I’m not talking about routine thinking, like what to pick up at the grocery store.
Thinking, as in deep thinking. Self-reflection thinking. Contemplation. Self-examination. Questioning.
Challenging thinking. Painful thinking. Honest thinking. Uncomfortable thinking.
Spiritual thinking. Which, if we are lucky, will lead to prayer – and conversations with God.
Doing this, the difficult thinking, will actually lead to learning something twice. But the second time around, we come to understand it and not just know it.
“To teach is to learn twice”. — unknown
Make it a great day. It’s up to you.
Discover a way to teach someone how you give thanks. Teach someone why you give thanks.
Maybe this will help them to be more thankful.
And guess what? You’ll learn more about why and how you do it than you ever imagined. And this will only make you stronger and wiser.
And then you can’t wait for your alarm clock to go off, so you can do it all over again. How cool is that?
Driving home from Gold’s Gym at dusk yesterday, there was a man holding a cardboard sign at a huge intersection.
His cardboard sign message began, “Just One Penny”.
It happened so fast I couldn’t catch the whole message. It seemed like the next part was, “Makes a big difference”.
In fifty years my wife and I have never owned an ATM card. We don’t carry cash.
However, I keep a few dollars in the glove compartment, which we use to pay the three dollars it costs each time our son is at the Kiddie Gym.
I rolled the window down and handed him something. It was more than a penny, but it was probably not more than enough.
But at least I tried. Can you imagine begging for something as insignificant as a penny?