Disney Customer Service Keynote Speaker
Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five different sites.
The Joy of Living is one of the most elusive of all endowments.
Why? Just watch a child and you’ll find your answer. Having a child (9-year old boy) in our home is a daily reminder.
We all, at least I do, need daily reminders of this simple fact, don’t we? Why? Because life is hard, especially in today’s challenging and uncertain world.
Every day is an opportunity to count our blessings. Anyone need a calculator?
Is there Joy in dying? Is there Joy in death?
There certainly is Joy in birth and obviously Joy in being born. Right?
In the past 30 days, I’ve been exposed to nearly one dozen deaths. And these deaths have involved people close to me, or people close to people I’m close to. Ya with me?
Just yesterday, a good friend told me how peaceful the death of her family member was.
It started with tragic news, and there was little time to accept and deal with the impending reality.
And yet in the end, she spoke of it being Peaceful. Joyful.
Perhaps, with a little (or a lot) planning, death will be something we don’t fear, but something we view as simply part of life. Not to be feared, but to be embraced.
Maybe then we can look forward to it. Joyfully.
It felt good to be back in the classroom last night. You could sense, and feel, and see God’s Holy Spirit in the classroom.
This is our son’s third year in Catechism. This is my second year having the privilege to be a classroom helper. However, I missed all four September classes due to my business travel schedule.
A colleague commented at the end of the business day, “I don’t know how you do it”.
I asked her, “You know I write five blogs, everyday, then run five miles, and volunteer for things our son is involved in”?
And she already knows how hard I work as a professional speaker – she is, after all, a colleague, and a parent, and Catholic, etc.
What I have learned is that being incredibly busy is part of life. Or not. Figure out what you want to contribute and then go from there. Carpe diem.
Visiting today, here in Portland, Maine. On the phone last night my wife (and son) asked how my day was.
“I left the house at 7:30AM. I got to the Hotel room to finish the day’s activities at 8:30PM”, I said, not complaining, just stating the facts.
We all should feel blessed beyond measure for what we get and what we make of what we get.
Otherwise, life might get the best of us.
It’s a daily choice. Sometimes even an hour to hour or minute to minute choice.
Six months ago, I accepted our Pastor’s challenge to start everyday on my knees. Our Pastor would ask the congregation every Sunday, “How many of you started the day on your knees”?
Literally, no one’s hand went up. Over 1,000 people and no one? Impossible.
So, on April 1, 2009, I started. It’s been six months and I haven’t stopped. Does this make me a righteous person. Not even close.
Does it make me more mindful of each day being a special gift and privilege? Absolutely.
What’s stopping you? Seriously. How hard is it to do this every day. It isn’t. Which brings us back to the original point.
It’s been six months. And six months from now, it will have been a year. Six months from now will mean what to you?