I have finished my training for my new job as a financial Rep. I feel like I have been drinking from a fire hose for the past three weeks. There is so much to learn. Honestly, even though I had alot of business classes in college, I found most of it to be confusing and boring. This time though I am pretty fascinated by it all, and really wish I had paid more attention earlier.
This job will challenge me to be all the things that I am not normally good at it. I have to be very disciplined (yea I know, some of you are laughing already), organized and tuned in to the real world instead of LaLa land. I am thankful that not only do my mentor's know my weaknesses in these areas but they are committed to challenging me and providing solutions. There are so many things I have to change but I am committed to the process.
One thing I heard over the training period that really impacted me was when one of the instructors said: "You have to create an environment that won't allow you to fail." I have thought alot about that statement in view of my personal history and realize more than ever how essential that is. In the business world it involves creating excellent habits, surrounding yourself with people who are positive and challenging, not trying to do it alone but seeking advice when you need it, giving yourself totally to your work when you are there then closing the book on the day and giving yourself to your family and friends. Does any of this sound applicable to any other areas of our lives? I have prayed that God would help me to change my life and now I find myself in a situation where I must change to succeed and provide for my family. I failed God, my family and many good, loving people. I wasn't destined for failure, but I created the environment in which it could happen. With the help of God, family and friends I will be about the business of building life back on a rock foundation.
So why am I home blogging instead of working? I got sick last night and feel "mostly dead" all over today. Hopefully, whatever this is will soon run it's course and I can start Monday. I saw this phrase yesterday not knowing it would be useful today since all my plans were shot: "Turn Frustration into Fascination." So today, I will try to do what I can to learn something from this and take a step forward.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Moms and Stuff.
I am in my favorite local coffee shop this morning. It is Sunday, Mother's day. Colleen has gone with friends to St. Louis to enjoy a play, Brandon and Micah are both back from college, Carden had Prom last night and Shane was in Chicago for soccer yesterday. I am sure they are still sound asleep and it is nice to have them all back under one roof. Brandon will leave this week for an intership in Quincy, Illinois and Micah will be here this summer working for a veterinarian. I still can't believe I have two in college, much less one beginning his senior year. God blessed me with wonderful kids and I will never take that for granted again.
I have been training for a new job the past two weeks. Training has taken me out of town and I will be gone again for another week. It is a career change that I am very thankful to have the opportunity to do, and I feel great about the company. I believe what they stand for is excellent and how they do business is exceptional. I am surrounded by some wonderful people and I am being challenged on every level. I believe this career will help me become a better person and will be one in which I can still be involved in helping people. Some of you out there who will be reading this blog have already helped and encouraged me, and I am deeply grateful and thankful for your friendship.
There are times I feel very sad that this is a career change. It means the end of ministry as a vocation for me. It is ironic in a way, now that I feel so passionate about Jesus and his gospel on such a personal, heart level I feel more compelled to talk about him than ever before. I think I finally know him in a way that I never have before and I just feel so comfortable telling people about his grace. And I know that this is the way it is to be. I am thankful, after the last year to have a job and a family, that healing continues, that God still performs miracles and that his love reaches so far and deep and wide and that he will take care of all things in his way. Now I want to learn how to be a tentmaker and bless other people in the course of making a living. Most of you are way ahead of me here, so any advice is welcome.
Today is Mother's day. My Mom prayed that I would be a preacher, (is still praying for that!). I am thankful for her and her influence in my life, for the faith she shares with my Father. I still love walking out on their front porch and seeing them sitting there with their old King James Bibles open reading their daily Bible readings. We differ on a lot of issues but I honor their love for God and his Word. The first Scripture I memorized as a young boy was taught me by Mom, 2 Timothy 2:15, and it still comes to memory in the KJV.
My children have been blessed also with a wonderful Mother. Colleen has held our family together through all the storms and is still the one who always completely listens to everything that is going on in their lives. She is why we are a family today and has always sacrificed for her children. She has also taught them about following Jesus in real ways and real life instead of some of the mumbo-jumbo theoretical ways of her husband. They are good kids because of their Mom, and I love and appreciate her more than ever for that.
So to all you Moms out there who weary yourselves for the sake of your kids...who are way underpaid for doing the most important work on earth....who through your own pain deliver precious life to this world...Thank you.
I have been training for a new job the past two weeks. Training has taken me out of town and I will be gone again for another week. It is a career change that I am very thankful to have the opportunity to do, and I feel great about the company. I believe what they stand for is excellent and how they do business is exceptional. I am surrounded by some wonderful people and I am being challenged on every level. I believe this career will help me become a better person and will be one in which I can still be involved in helping people. Some of you out there who will be reading this blog have already helped and encouraged me, and I am deeply grateful and thankful for your friendship.
There are times I feel very sad that this is a career change. It means the end of ministry as a vocation for me. It is ironic in a way, now that I feel so passionate about Jesus and his gospel on such a personal, heart level I feel more compelled to talk about him than ever before. I think I finally know him in a way that I never have before and I just feel so comfortable telling people about his grace. And I know that this is the way it is to be. I am thankful, after the last year to have a job and a family, that healing continues, that God still performs miracles and that his love reaches so far and deep and wide and that he will take care of all things in his way. Now I want to learn how to be a tentmaker and bless other people in the course of making a living. Most of you are way ahead of me here, so any advice is welcome.
Today is Mother's day. My Mom prayed that I would be a preacher, (is still praying for that!). I am thankful for her and her influence in my life, for the faith she shares with my Father. I still love walking out on their front porch and seeing them sitting there with their old King James Bibles open reading their daily Bible readings. We differ on a lot of issues but I honor their love for God and his Word. The first Scripture I memorized as a young boy was taught me by Mom, 2 Timothy 2:15, and it still comes to memory in the KJV.
My children have been blessed also with a wonderful Mother. Colleen has held our family together through all the storms and is still the one who always completely listens to everything that is going on in their lives. She is why we are a family today and has always sacrificed for her children. She has also taught them about following Jesus in real ways and real life instead of some of the mumbo-jumbo theoretical ways of her husband. They are good kids because of their Mom, and I love and appreciate her more than ever for that.
So to all you Moms out there who weary yourselves for the sake of your kids...who are way underpaid for doing the most important work on earth....who through your own pain deliver precious life to this world...Thank you.
Monday, May 01, 2006
Spring Rules
It is Spring on the prairie.
Up here that means you cover up the sunburn
you got on Saturday with a sweater on Sunday.
It means you stand in mud while
getting stoned with the smell of lilacs.
It means brilliant green grass and violets
accessorized with diamonds of frost.
It means birds, early birds,
and insanely early birds doing their version of hip-hop.
It means shadows of clouds and bursts of sun-
cold, hot, cold, hot-feminine and fickle and always surprising.
It means tacky, overdone and undisciplined,
an orgy of color that brashly yells "look at me!"
It means perfumed breezes combined
with the stench of rotting earthworm carcasses.
Spring is ridiculous, crazy, overdone and a tease
we can't live with or without.
It is glorious purple splashed against green,
born from autumn's hope and winter's labor.
It is birth, new and ancient, squeezed out of death and mess
like our baptisms are.
And like birth and the new birth, spring could care less
about our schedules, it arrives when it wants too.
Up here that means you cover up the sunburn
you got on Saturday with a sweater on Sunday.
It means you stand in mud while
getting stoned with the smell of lilacs.
It means brilliant green grass and violets
accessorized with diamonds of frost.
It means birds, early birds,
and insanely early birds doing their version of hip-hop.
It means shadows of clouds and bursts of sun-
cold, hot, cold, hot-feminine and fickle and always surprising.
It means tacky, overdone and undisciplined,
an orgy of color that brashly yells "look at me!"
It means perfumed breezes combined
with the stench of rotting earthworm carcasses.
Spring is ridiculous, crazy, overdone and a tease
we can't live with or without.
It is glorious purple splashed against green,
born from autumn's hope and winter's labor.
It is birth, new and ancient, squeezed out of death and mess
like our baptisms are.
And like birth and the new birth, spring could care less
about our schedules, it arrives when it wants too.
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