Tag: Inspiration

Telling it like it is

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As I continue my writing on scattered thoughts in life this year, I hope to introduce new content which will provoke thought and inspire the mind. Speaking openly and honestly, I intend to tell it like it is which includes the good, bad and the ugly side of life. It is my hope you find value in what I have to say about my experiences living everyday, and lessons I’ve learned along the way.

We all have something we can learn from each other on our road to living our best life. I believe most people are really interested in the cakes, candies and sweets that life have to offer. However its through the ugly or sour side we learn what it truly means to be human.

We find out life is a balancing act and no one has cornered the market on perfection. It’s like an inexperienced juggler juggling several balls, and one may fall causing a temporary disruption. However, like the juggler, you slowly gather yourself and pick up the pieces of the ups and downs in life and put it back together again. That’s real life…

Everyday you turn on the news, you hear  stories of the good, bad and ugly side in our world. The stories hope to inspire you or make you cringe. Yet it can also provoke thought or encourage the next Bill Gates.

So, where am I going with this? My intention is to speak honestly without glossing over what I have to say to my readers. From the time I started this blog, that has always been my intention. I have been consistent in my thoughts and expressions about the life I am living. However when life is knocking me down, it hasn’t always been easy to write about.

This year I  intend to share the good, bad and ugly side of life. I am going to tell it like it is so others can learn through my experiences and the experiences of others. We are all on this planet to learn, grow and help each other in the process. Lets be a little more transparent as we talk the talk so others may learn as we begin a New Year.

 

 

 

 

A New Year

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Wishing you all the best for 2017 and the years to come

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Life can definitely be a challenge from year to year as different trials and tribulations make up the fabric of our lives. But there is always hope for better tomorrows. As we move towards a new year, I pray for blessings for you and your family. Thanks to all of those who supported me in the past and to all the new supporters who will read my blog in the future. May God bless you.

Shifting your Focus

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Shift your focus and be thankful for what you have

rather than what you don’t have.

Practice Gratefulness,

Shift your focus and reflect on the spiritual

rather than the materialistic part of life.

Things are temporary and relationships more permanent.

Shift your focus from the “I can’t” to the “I can!”

Set new goals, become more socially driven

to the needs of others.

Shift your focus from the century of the self

and selfish gain, remembering, living this life is not always

about me myself and I.

Shift your focus to give and not always to get.

Blessings will follow,

Shift your focus on possibilities rather than impossibilities.

Take a chance,

Shift your focus by getting a Masters in life from lessons

learned along the way, which has lasting value.

Shift your focus on a purpose driven life using your gifts to serve

rather than to attain more stuff.

Live a life that is meaningful, not meaningless.

Real Life

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It was a crisp night in the month of October. My daughter left work late in the evening, from her job at the mall. As she approached her car, tired after a long day at work, key in hand, she was more than ready to go home to relax. Suddenly she heard a faint sound coming from the vicinity of her car.

Curious as to where the sound was coming from, she stooped down to look under and around the car. Yet in the dark of the night, it was difficult to see anything. As she continued to search, the squeaky sound continued. This time she laid flat on the ground to peek under the car. The faint sound was coming from the front area on the driver’s side.  As she looked intently, there in the dark near the front wheel were two little eyes staring at her. It was a tiny kitten, no more than 5 weeks old, lost and shivering in the dark, hungry and cold. He looked like he’d been on his own for quite a while and was a little afraid. So she gently picked him up, and placed him in her car.

fullsizerOut of all the cars that were left in the parking lot, what were the chances this kitten would end up under her car?  I believe everything happens for a reason. So she called some of her friends who has cats, in order to get him some food, toys, and a litter box. She decided to name him Oliver and brought him home where he would have food and shelter for the evening.

The next day, she made some calls to a couple of shelters and unfortunately, she was told she can only place Oliver in the town where he was found. After exhausting her options, she decided to find a warm and loving home for this little kitten herself.

Remember when I started this story, I said it was not about pets. It’s a real life story of love and compassion for one of God’s creatures. My daughter loves animals and if it wasn’t for my allergic reaction to cats, she would have found some way to keep him. For one week, I have seen her deep commitment and affectionate love for this kitten. Her motivation and desire was to find Oliver a warm, loving, and happy home. When her friends were unable to keep him, she turned to my son pleadingly to help her find him a home. He was successful and now Oliver is living with a loving family who loves cats. They were so excited and after seeing their connection with Oliver, I know he’s in a happy home.

I believe God placed this cat in the hands of my daughter because He knew it would get the proper care, after stumbling around for who knows how long. Love comes in many forms and this time, love for a small kitten who felt lonely, hungry, and helpless fell into the arms of someone who really cared.

I thank God for having a daughter who is so loving and compassionate towards His creatures. May we all have such love when we come across God’s helpless animals.