I will use my words as building blocks to build people up.
I will use my words to help people climb higher.
I will not use my words as stumbling blocks causing people to trip.
I will use my words to strengthen people.
Will you build with me?
Tag: people
I’m on a Mission
I am on a mission to bring as much good to this world as I can with the capacities I’ve been enabled.
I want to encourage as many people as possible to see the good things already going on in their lives, already going on in this world of ours and be thankful and commit to uphold and multiply them.
God made us a perfectly good world and He expects us to be good users of it…to take good care of it….to improve it, to make it better.
I think it disturbs the heart of God when we trash what He’s given us, whether it’s our body, our family, our homes and yards or places we go.
We’re in a warfare folks; a warfare with ourselves!
Can we decide we’re going to choose to do good… or do we want to side in with the opposition—looking for troubles, complaining and being unthankful? There are people out there who need us, they need our encouragement, they need our good ideas, they need life, they need freedom, they need compassion, concern and care. They need our help to find their way.
Who are we to hold back what we have from contributing to our world according to our unique and individual giftings?
I think we need to rouse ourselves out of this lethargy and say to ourselves–seek within ourselves–what do I have to bring to the table to help whatever situation I am in….as a people trying to live together in this, our world?
Today, I will do one good deed, think one good thought about myself.
Today, I will do one good deed, think one good thought about someone else.
Today, I will plan for tomorrow to do one good deed, think one good thought…..and then repeat.
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Voices in the Wilderness
Have you ever had something you thought was important to say, that needed to be said, that no one else was saying, but needed to be heard?
It would help people if they could hear it, it could change the direction of their life, but they were nowhere near you, you didn’t even know who they were, you couldn’t summon them to hear your words, and frankly, they probably wouldn’t even recognize what you had to say was for them.
Just a voice…a voice out in the wilderness -being absorbed only by the mossy bark on the trees and getting soaked up by the fallen leaves and tramped on.
We live in a big wilderness it seems, yet there are many voices calling out to us.
Many of the voices are loud, clamoring, demanding for attention. They hackle, yell, demean, shame, put-down, confuse, conflict, and torment, and cause us to worry and fear. They even try to make us think bad thoughts about and hate other people-including ourselves!
But, if we keep walking, keep listening and get where it is quiet again, and really listen, we can hear a still small voice saying, ‘this is the way, walk in it’. It will be unassuming, patient, kind, gentle, leading, guiding, encouraging, hopeful, filled with wisdom; it might even be a gentle warning, but it will cause us to be at peace and rest– not filled with turmoil when we hear it. It will inspire us to do good and think good about other people.
I have heard all of these voices. I have heard the voice of fear and worry and shame and hate, but I have also heard the voice of kindness, grace, hope and peace. I hear them every day in my walk through the wilderness of life.
I know what each of them feels like and what it does to me when I pay heed.
The choice is mine, which voices I choose to listen to.
Some are so tempting and convincing — to entice me to worry and fret about something I have no control over—which is about everything.
I am choosing to listen to the quiet voice. I choose to listen for the voice that wants to give me hope and cause me to do good and noble things. I choose that, although it is harder to hear and follow, that is what I choose. Sometimes I get off the path and start listening to the louder voices, but my quest is to listen for the still small voice in the wilderness…the one that will lead me through to the clearing on the other side.
Who knows, maybe someone else that I cannot see is behind me – lost in the wilderness – and cannot hear the still small voice — but will follow my footsteps and make it through.
Mrs. Goodfinder 