Wednesday, September 30, 2015

ORDINARY HEROES






Every day we are told by the media about sports figures or celebrities that do something for other people.   We ooh and ahhh over them like we are amazed at their gestures or generosity.  Most of their deeds are reported by their agents or publicists.  It's called free publicity.

Today I'd like to honor Ordinary Heroes.   These are the people that feed the hungry, clothe those who have few clothes, take in orphans or foster children, care for the elderly, mentor a child, call people who are homebound, or send a card to lonely people whose entire day brightens with that mail.  I'm not talking about the government; I’m talking about working folks who dig into their own resources to help.

Just Ordinary People, who take it upon themselves to help others.  Most people don't even know they are doing anything.  Many would guess they do nothing.  No one puts out a news release.   No one oohs and ahs for them.  They are a silent group who just do their good works in private.

Their reward doesn't come from accolades from society.  Their reward comes from the people they humbly serve.   They are uplifted by doing God's work here on earth. 

Don't say you can't do it.  You can.   It just takes doing it.

Be an Ordinary Hero in someone else's life.   The greatest feeling in the world is when you help someone who can never repay you or even do anything for you.  

That is Agape love, the greatest love of all. 

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Tuesday, September 22, 2015

TRANSFORMATION




Imagine the most beautiful butterfly you have ever seen.  Think about where that butterfly started and what it went through to emerge as a free soaring beautiful butterfly!


It was a caterpillar (ok, I know that's not the proper name but stay with me here).   She ended up in a small dark cocoon.    As time passed that butterfly must have thought, "I was an ugly worm and now I've been hidden away in this tomb!  What a life!"  


It made her so mad that she decided she could and would escape this prison!   No matter how bad her life as a worm was, it was better than this! 


She started to move.  Slowly at first and then more vigorously.   She wasn't quite sure what she was moving but it didn't feel like she was making a bit of progress.   Minute by minute.  Hour by hour.   She struggled to free herself.   It seemed like forever.  She would get tired.   She thought about quitting.  Many times she asked herself, “Is it worth it?”


And then...all of a sudden, she saw light break through!   Just that little bit of movement encouraged her and spurred her on to keep reaching and working towards her goal.    She knew she could break free of this prison!


She noticed that the harder she worked at getting to her goal, the stronger she became.  Soon her tiny world was filling up with light!   And then it happened!


She was free!  She emerged!  Once she had felt like a slug on the ground.  But now!  Now she was beautiful!   Her body was drenched in spectacular colors!  And she had wings!  WINGS!   She started to flap her wings and began to soar!  


She was free to be who she was meant to be!   Not a slug.  Not a worm.  Not a caterpillar.  Not a prisoner.   She was a butterfly!  Beautiful and free!


As she flew she realized that it was her determination, her will power, and her dedication that had brought her goal about.  She never lost sight of her goal,  We are no different than this butterfly.


Which do you choose?  To be a slug, a prisoner or a butterfly?


The choice is yours!


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Friday, September 18, 2015

AND THE STRUGGLE CONTINUES




My body has been craving carbs so badly.   And my body doesn't process carbs well.   Probably why I'm 10-15 pounds up, depending on the day.  Sometimes this journey is so hard I just want to give up.   Just roll over, eat until I can't eat another bite.

And then I think of my friend, Debbie, gone at 63.  Or my friend Joe, dead at 61.  Or my ex, dead at 71.   I don't want to die.   Especially from diabetes.   My friend, my sister, Patty, has been with her son for the past year who is in the end stages of diabetes.  He's 38.  I hurt for them both every day.

People who have never had to lose weight really have no true understanding of how difficult it is.  You have to eat to live and for so many of us, we live to eat.  I watch many shows that deal with anorexics an bulimics.   I'm always touched by the tenderness and care with which they are handled.  

But then when I see a program about an obese person, I don't see that same tenderness and love.   We aren't people with a disease.  We are just fat people who eat too much.  We aren't looked at as having a disease.  We are looked at as people with no self-discipline, no self-control, no will power. 

I know how to do it all.   I probably no more about nutrition, calories, the food pyramid, how to exercise and what exercises to do than most.  And I've done it all.   Healthy, unhealthy, strict, lenient, extreme, dangerous.  I've followed plans for a month and for years. 

But you just get tired.   You want your body to act and function normally.  And it doesn't.  You want to just scream WHY ME?  WHY DO I HAVE TO BE FAT?   But you know there are so many people who could scream the same words about what ever condition they deal with daily.

I know I will never be thin.   But I know I can be healthy.  And at this point that is all I am going to work towards. 

So, here I am, struggling with my brain to get into the right frame of mind.   I know what I need to do.  I just have to decide to do it.

And the struggle continues.

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Thursday, September 17, 2015

HOW MUCH HAVE YOU SAVED?




Anyone still doing the 52 week Savings challenge or as we like to call it, The Christmas Savings Club? It's not too late to start saving. You can start at the beginning and still have money by the end of the year.

I have gotten so many of my employees on it! I'm so proud of them all!

Trent has his 7 year old on his own little savings program along with his parents.

Richard asked me the other day to explain it to him because his wife just didn't see how they could do it. He said, "we need to do this."

Javier is 25, married and has 3 kiddoes. Yesterday he came in and said, "How much are we supposed to have saved by now?" We checked the chart and I think it was $551 or so. "Know how much I have saved?" "How much?" $2700!!!!!!! I want to be his kid for Christmas this year!!!

WHOA!!!!! Go Javier!

So here is my question to you to encourage you to start saving: If you or your spouse, partner, significant other, etc. were to be unable to work for a month or more, how long would you be able to continue to pay your bills?

Most people in our country are a month away from being homeless. If you don't have family and friends to buffer you and help you if that happened, you better start making you an emergency fund. If you need help, ask me or send me a message.

So let's get to saving!

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MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND



MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND

I remember after my Daddy died and my mother started dating, we wanted her to go out with white collar men.  Doctors, Lawyers, Indian Chiefs, etc.   Only the best for our Mama.

And who did she bring home?   The bluest of the blue collar workers.   She brought home a plumber.  And married him. 


Yeah, he stunk when he came home from work but he could fixed anything. 


Yes, he wasn't rolling in money but the money he had he spent on her. 


Sure, he didn't look like a movie star and now looks like Santa, but he only had a twinkle in his eyes for her.  


A good man with a good heart.  All wrapped in blue.


She grew up with my daddy.  She grew old with Ed.


I think he might be the reason when men ask me what kind of man I'm looking for, I now say "a blue collar man who can fix anything around the house."


And if he has a million dollars?  That would just be icing on the cake.



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OH, HAPPY DAY








One of my favorite gospel songs by Andre Crouch!   It makes me want to jump up, raise my arms and dance a little bit!   It just fills me with such joy!

Joy - that elusive feeling so many of us long for and search for.   Sometimes we stand waiting for it to cover us like sprinkles of rain from a downpour.  

It's really much easier than that and you don't even have to wait for it.

Like happiness, joy is a choice.   You can choose every day, every moment to have joy.  Maybe you get joy from music.  TURN IT ON!  Maybe dancing makes you feel joyful!   Get up and move!   I dance around my office all the time.  Sometimes there isn't even any music on. 

Spending time with my best friend, Marisela, and laughing always lifts my spirits and fills me with joy.   If we go several days without getting together, when we see each other we are like 4 year olds!   Jumping up and down, hugging each other and laughing like it’s been years!

You will notice that the more joy you have, the more joy thieves will start lurking around to steal it.   That is the time to allow and embrace more joy.  And remind yourself how much joy you will have when they leave.

There is that tiny seed of joy planted deep within your heart.   Feed it a little today.  Water it.   Love it.  Care for it.   Then watch it bloom and change your life!

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Thursday, September 10, 2015

DON’T TEXT & DRIVE






Yesterday on my way home I noticed a young woman in a car weaving in and out of her lane, slowing down and speeding up. When I passed her, I saw why. She was texting on a major interstate highway during rush hour traffic going over 60 miles an hour.

I just don't understand people who text and drive. There is nothing and I mean nothing that is so important that one has to endanger your life and those of others because you are texting. And don't give me that crap about "I voice text". You still aren't paying attention to your driving.

What are these people going to do if they cause an accident that ends up in severe injuries and/or death? Do they not understand that a death can result in a charge (and prison sentence) for vehicular manslaughter? If you don't care about us on the road and our families, care about yourself and your family.

Please please please don't text and drive. And if something is so important you just have to text, please exit the freeway, park and text till your heart's desire!

This has been a public service announcement from the people who share the road with you, our families and your family.

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Wednesday, September 2, 2015

LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO WAIT!






Kathy, my friend of over 30 years, called me today to tell me her husband, Joe, had passed away. I'm so sad for her and their daughter.  My heart is just breaking.  They were married 38 years ago tomorrow.  He was only 61.

ONLY 61!  He was planning to retire this year so they could do all the things they hadn't done when they were working.

Please don't wait to do those things you are planning to do when you retire.  Start doing them now.  Travel.  Spend time with your friends and family.  Go to dinner with your kids.  Take that painting class you have talked about for years.  Learn to dance.  Go to the movies by yourself.  Walk in the park and pretend you are the four again.   Roll in the leaves.   Skip rocks across the water of a pond.  Be silly. Stop caring what people think of you.  Live like this might be your last day.

The hardest lesson I learned when Jim passed away last year is that i am going to die.  I have a finite amount of time left on this beautiful earth and I don't want to spend it working, being angry, unhappy or lonely.  I want every day to count.

Don't wait to start living until sometime in the future.  It might be too late.

Rest in peace, Joe Barrios.  You were a good man, husband and daddy.  Gone too soon but never forgotten. You will be sorely missed. 

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