Hey passengers, I hope your weekend is off to a great start. service.
“Can I tell you a secret?”. I’m glad you said yes <snicker>. Anyway, thanks. You know, from time to time I have to have a mirror moment. I guess I am like most folks in that I make mistakes, come under attack, and basically just subject to the same frailties as all of us, including suffering at the hands of others…even if I am left scratching my head saying…”What was that all about?”.
My point today (or my yammering) is about trying to live a life of humility and being humble. Unfortunately, in this world today it would seem that this manner of conduct sometimes invites abuse. But, my cure for overcoming is to have a mirror moment whereby I remind myself of a few things.
Of all the things I try to do is conduct myself in as humble a manner as possible. Some might hesitate to agree with this, because we tend to equate humility with weakness.
Imagine being told that the humblest man in the world is coming over to visit you. You would expect him to knock very quietly on the door, entering with his head bowed, meekly shuffling to the chair in the corner of the room. I think that a truly humble person knows he’s great, but he recognizes God as the source of his greatness. Can a brutha get an amen?
Yet the it is written that Moses was the humblest man that ever lived. Moses! The one who stood up to Pharaoh and said, “Let my people go!” The one who raised his staff to split the sea. The one who led the nation to victory in war. Could you imagine Moses walking into our home? You’d be bowled over by his greatness! But he was still humble.
I constantly have to look into my mirror reminding myself that a humble person is not someone who thinks he’s nothing. A humble person knows he’s something, but he recognizes God as the source of his greatness. Thinking one is something without recognizing God as the source leads to arrogance. And besides who would want to ride a train beside an arrogant person?
I want to pray today, again at noon, that I/we are special, talented, skilled, and everything wonderful, but I also want to pray that I never forget that all these things are a gift from God.
I have now learned that the humble person recognizes his/her inner strengths, he/she has the confidence to recognize greatness in others. An arrogant person might think he’s better than his friends, because (for example) he is such a great job or position, whereas the person who has humility knows he’s in a position in life, but also recognizes that other folks are good at things even if society looks down on that person taking your order and asking if you’d like to BIGGIE size.
Only the biggest among us can acknowledge the bigness in others. It’s the small-minded person who puts others down. Really big people make others feel big too. We all want our children to know and appreciate who they are, and to respect others.
“Finally”, the last aspect of humility is MY ability to admit MY errors. The arrogant person can do no wrong, while the humble person admits his mistakes freely. More importantly, the humble person always keeps in mind the possibility that he could be mistaken.
When the arrogant person finds that his bank statement contains a mistake, he marches into the bank and angrily demands an explanation for sloppy performance! The humble person, on the other hand, first takes a moment to consider the possibility that the mistake may have been his own. He then takes the statement to the bank and politely asks the teller to check the figures. He doesn’t accuse, he asks.
My humble admission. I needed to write this based on some recent experiences. I really want to humbly thank you each and every one of you for riding the LiFeTrain with me. I feel like I owe you some money for allowing me to sometimes lay on your couch and espouse the thoughts, feelings and beliefs of the world according to Chuckie. Thanks again…have a blessed day and…
I was thinking this morning as I combed the three remaining strands of hair on my head. As I looked into the mirror I had to come to grips with this…Am I holding grudges?
One of the saddest things I know I am guilty of as a professed Christian is holding a few grudges against some folk. I realize that holding grudges will keep me from growing in the grace and knowledge of Christ Jesus. I also know that holding a grudge over a long time can cause Godly discipline. Our Lord wants all believers to live in the spirit of forgiveness at all times. I very definitely need work and prayer in this area.
When we hold grudges, refusing to let go; consider this, we are in a sense trying make ourselves higher than God Almighty. Having realized this, I/we should realize that Eternity is a lot longer than our short lives on this planet.
As we jump off the Train today, remember that love covers all sins. Holding a grudge is sin. Sin breaks all fellowship with the Lord. I have been praying that the Lord will forgive me for holding grudges; Won’t you join me?
Whew, I feel better having confessed that. I can now tape the “S” back on my chest!
Well fellow passengers it’s that time again, the privilege to join each other in corporate prayer today at noon.Â I am on the road in class this week trying to get more ed-ju-macated to pass an exam so if ya could while you are at it include me please.Â Mainly, pray that I don’t snap at my classmate who has an incessant need to crack his knuckles 20 times an hour.Â Look at me, it’s drving me krazy! Â look like a mad professor!Â 🙂
Update – 1100 hours.Â Trying to stay awake.Â Rather be getting a root canal..”OR” watching paint dry (Oh yeah babe)!Â Kinda glad the guy is still crackin knuckles, pissin me off and keeping me awake!Â Need to pass exam to keep job…pray for your conductor!
It is with words as with sunbeams. The more they are condensed, the deeper they burn. ~Robert Southey
Emails, to some of us, are like a plague. They spread rapidly, infect you until you’re covered in sores and can’t do anything useful, and ultimately fill the streets with corpses.
OK, maybe emails aren’t exactly like the plague.
But they can take up your entire day if you let them. Enter the art of brevity (not to be confused with this site).
Master the art of writing concise emails, and you communicate essential information without taking up much time – yours or the recipients’ time. You also encourage the responder to be brief, with your own brevity. And by eliminating chatter, you also become a better writer.
Some tips for writing brief emails:
* Skip the subject line. Controversial, as many people believe the subject line is key for someone scanning their inbox. Personally, I look at the sender to determine if I’m going to read the email, and I can usually read the 1st line in Gmail, just from the inbox. So the subject line become irrelevant. Just skip straight to the message and forget meta data. The content is the meta data. If the recipient knows you, he’ll open the email. Note: this is actually considered rude by some, so be aware of your recipient’s expectations. With friends, family and close coworkers, skipping the subject line is fine. With more formal emails, you’ll want a subject line, and you might not follow every single one of the following rules.
* Keep it to a few sentences. I’ve long been an advocate of the 5 sentences rule and in fact, if you can keep it to 2-3 sentences, that’s even better. Setting a limit forces you to keep it brief – just like a haiku.
* Skip the greeting. Sure, polite etiquette dictates you have a greeting. But mostly we email friends or coworkers or family, and really, do they care about your greeting? Their time is valuable. Dive into the message.
* Narrow the topic. If you find yourself needing to write long emails, it’s usually because you’re trying to talk about too many things. This tends to lead to problems – the recipient might skip over certain parts, for example. Stick to one topic for now, and get to the point.
* Edit. I know, you want to write it and send it and forget it. Well, that’s rude, to the recipient. You’re saying they don’t deserve a good email. I’m not saying you need to spend hours making every email perfect, but if you can take 10 seconds to go back over an email, remove unnecessary sentences and words, you’ll be doing your recipient (and yourself) a favor.
* Consider not sending. Sometimes, an email is unnecessary. Before sending, or even before writing, consider whether they really need a “thank you” or “got it” or other such message. Sometimes it’s fine, but if the person sends you a “got it’ email, do you need to reply back “thank you”? Just move on.
If you know people who need to read this post, pls email it to them. Briefly.
To the art of the slow dance?Â I would love to slow dance to this song…Isleys or her version…
My favorite line from this song is “Sometimes I fall short of what I say I’m all about. Yousee, I hate making mistakes.Â Admittedly I “try” to be a perfectionist.Â If you knew me you’d probably be wetting your pants at this point trying to stop laughing.Â Then I remember there was only one who “IS” perfect.Â The only one who could walk on water and not get wet.Â Thank his father that he was perfect so i don’t have to be.Â Now figga that one out, ya feelin me?
Hey, there’s lessons everywhere, you have but to look…
MERRY MONDAY!!!Â Everywhere we turn, CNN, FOX, CABLE Channel 8…on and on…we are being inundated with politics and political view points from the left, right and all points in between.Â Don’t you wish that JUST ONCE we could hear from someone who actually had something we wanted to hear?Â This future Senator really lays it down.Â So give him a listen have a Merry Monday!
Fellow passengers, the flag on the engine of the train is at half mast today as we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
– Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
– Why the early bird gets the worm;
– Life isn’t always fair;
– and maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.
He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, I Want It Now, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I’m A Victim
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, tell a friend to hop the train in remembrance today.