Move mountains? I don’t see any mountains!
Our topic is doubt. What doubt? The doubt that sneaks in and convinces you that you cannot accomplish your goal. The doubt that tells you you’re not enough. That creeping vine that wraps around your dream and squeezes tighter every day.
Here’s the good news: Even the weed of doubt becomes a seed for progress when you recognize its purpose. Doubt is just you crying out to yourself for encouragement and love!
In this series we’ll explore how to embrace doubt and put it in the hands of the One who turns all things good. Through prayer, meditation, and some easy exercises, your doubt will turn from a weed to a seed, working in your favor.
When I started my research on doubt, I began in the Bible. This verse prompted me to action:
“I tell you the truth, you can say to this mountain, ‘May you be lifted up and thrown into the sea,’ and it will happen. But you must really believe it will happen and have no doubt in your heart.”
What mountains do you see in your way? Are you ready to move them? Move from doubter to doer and watch that landscape take a brand new form.
I just watched the movie, “I Am Jane Doe.” I cannot help but be ashamed of our lack of true support for the most vulnerable people in our communities. There should be no question that sex trafficking – especially of children, but certainly of anyone – is tolerated in the United States or around the world. But let’s start by cleaning up our own back yard.
To anyone who knows better than me about how this all works, let me know how I can help.
#GrowingYourBeautifulLife supports #iamjanedoe and the fight against sex trafficking. Please watch this important film: http://www.iamjanedoefilm.com/ and join the stand again the for-profit rape of children and adults in the U.S. and beyond. Our internet freedoms should not override the safety of the most vulnerable of people. #TheTimeIsNow
Hello friends. I’ve been gone awhile (more about that later). While I have not been writing, other bloggers have been producing insight, at, and thoughtful dialogue. Here is a post from Mark Weston’s “Heartland” series. If you like it -as I expect you will- please check out his blog, “Paradigm Shift” to read more.
In the deep recesses of my mind, tucked in a well-protected crevasse is Heartland. Memories of my boyhood reside there. It is a place where a boy’s picturesque view of his world makes time stand still. I do not often go there, but when I do a warm memory always welcomes me. Let’s go there now. A memory of my boyhood is waiting for us.
Northwest of the town square, past the bank, water tower, and United Methodist Church a modest, two story white house rests on a corner lot. My friend John’s aunt lives here. On the west side of the house, an enclosed stairway leads to a second floor apartment. With eager anticipation, John and I climb the steep stair steps.
At the precise moment our feet touch the top step, a “C’mon in boys, there’s work to do” greets us.
Waving us in, fussing with his…
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Valentine’s Day has always been a day for lovers … hand-holding, shnooky-shnooky, nose-rubbing types of lovers. Husbands and wives. Boyfriends & girlfriends. “Will you marry me?” “Do you take this man…?”
That’s what it was for me for awhile. Because that’s what I decided it would be.
But wait. Last I checked, there’s no law defining this particular day of the year. No legislative regulation about February 14 in the good ol’ U.S.A.
So while traditions are wonderful and fun and inspiring when they work, let’s not allow our clinging to tradition to cast a shadow on a beautiful day. Love is everywhere! Lonely? Visit a garden! Isolated? Take a walk at the park and listen to the birds! God has given us a beautiful world. So choose to live a beautiful life on February 14 just like you do any other day. Do it for you. Do it for LOVE!
In my studies on human behavior – and in my personal-development journey – I have learned that there are three main learning styles: Visual (seeing), Auditory (hearing), and Kinesthetic (doing). Most people have a preference for one or another, or a combination of the three depending on the learning context. I’m primarily a visual learner. This idea is for the visual learners among us.
First, how do I know I’m a “VIsual”? By paying attention. Here are some clues:
Sound familiar? If so, you might be a Visual too. And if you are, you’ll benefit from this concept: “Illustrate to Motivate”!
There are many ways to use this:
Use these yourself, with your children, at work or in your church. You know the saying: “A picture’s worth a thousand words.” So live by it, and Illustrate to Motivate!
For more information on learning styles, visit MINDTOOLS.com.
For more information on motivation techniques, visit PLANETOFSUCCESS.com
God bless, have a wonderful day, and keep on Growing Your Beautiful Life!
The dream started back around 1995, and what I remember most was the bright red color of blood. I could see it all day so vividly that I could barely focus on work. That’s when I first investigated dream symbols. The first thing I learned was that this impressionable and frightening dream was shouting to me: “PAY ATTENTION!”
I was standing in a subway station waiting for the train when a man approached. He was dressed in a business suit and tie, shined shoes and not a wrinkle out of place. He had a pencil in his pocket. The pencil was his weapon; and when he came at me, I was frozen, my feet stuck to the platform like I was cemented there. He stabbed me. And the blood … well, I’ve already talked about the blood.
This was a repetitive dream. Several times a week it haunted me. But thanks to my new friend the Internet, I found information on interpretation and it said my dream was shouting. The violence was the shout. The blood was the shout. And the message was, “PAY ATTENTION!”
The starting line for authentic living isn’t always a pretty white stripe. The moment we realize we’re cemented into place – and that place isn’t what we really wanted … the moment we realized we’re dressed the way someone else wants us to dress, or we’re working in an environment where we never wanted to work … or we’re waiting and waiting for a train to move us forward to that place we want to be — well, that was the starting line for me, and I’ve been on the journey ever since.
Authenticity is a choice, a transition, and a challenge. And it’s the most exciting approach to living I can think of. So if you’re in that place, your toes on the starting line, your adrenaline pumping, ready to go, I encourage you to run, walk or dance your way forward. And, hey, there are plenty of us ready to join and encourage you! So if you need some company, contact me! Come back. Leave a message. Let’s do this. Authentic Living – there’s really no other way to go.