Disney Customer Service Keynote Speaker
Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five different sites.
Failing? Probably. It weighs heavy on my soul and heart. I’d really like to be a better:
Yet after decades of learned behavior, there’s a struggle deep down inside that seems overwhelming.
Overwhelming, yes. Impossible, no.
The people involved in this are going to have to want this too. It takes two. This is not a one-sided challenge, nor a one-sided opportunity. Is it me, or is that ticking sound the clock?
Stuck? Sort of. A lot has happened this past week. Some incredibly awesome stuff. Some horrific stuff.
I work hard to focus on the positive side, without sacrificing what the horrible stuff is telling me.
Love and hate. Heaven and hell. God and the devil. Faith and unbelief. Mysteries and facts.
So what is surfacing as I type this (and I trusted something would), is that we all have a choice to make.
In fact we have lots of choices. Each day. All day. Everyday.
It takes practice and discipline to increase our “batting average”.
Make today a great day. Go in there swinging and keep your eye on the ball.
What I mean is I hate hearing when tragedy happens. Two days ago an email shared the news that one of our college buddies had a tragedy. His teenage son died of a drug overdose.
Can you even fathom this? I can not.
For our friend, this probably makes 9/11 look like a picnic.
May I simply ask anyone reading this to try to absorb some of his pain?
Tragedy strikes us all. None of is immune from this. Perhaps this is the time when we are tempted to believe God doesn’t exist.
God never said life would be easy, He simply promises we will not walk alone. Our big challenge is to actually believe this when horrific tragedy is our shadow.
Catechism. Missed the first one last night.
Life is insanely busy for many people. Organizational structure can help alleviate (not eliminate) common, everyday hassles.
To that end, every day my wife takes our son to school (no bus service available). I pick him up. When there are exceptions to this process, the alternate plan is simple and crystal clear.
Everything changes. Like when I travel. Like yesterday. So I missed the first day of Catechism.
Not a big deal. Usually. Except for one thing. I volunteer as a “junior assistant” third-grade Catechist teacher.
The full time teacher is a pro and can clearly handle my absence. But it’s not her I’m worried about.