Monday, October 10, 2016
Book Review: Napoleon Hill's Greatest Speeches: An Official Publication of The Napoleon Hill Foundation
These speeches erected the springboard to success that many a man and woman have launched themselves. This is a must read not only once but multiple time to get all the wisdom it contains and then even one more time for peace of mind.
The foreword by Dr. J.B. Hill, Napoleon's grandson, was enriching and allowed Napoleon Hill to become more human and real to me rather than some author who was brilliant. The introduction by Don Green of the Napoleon Hill Foundation, furthered this awareness of humanity but also gave the ability to respect and be in awe of this pioneer of success and what he did for the rest of us.
Of the speeches I have to say that each are engaging and resourceful in being plain in speech to activate you to better yourself and your environment for success. This is a new book for my shelf and new title to my yearly reading list!
Book Review: Raising an Original
This book is amazingly insightful for parents of children of all ages and all numbers. A revolutionary resource to tap into and will be the go-to of your massive library of parenting menagerie. You can pair this book up with another amazing resource and learn the love languages of your children - holy cow, what?!?
No way!
You mean you can raise amazing kids, manage your household, your job life, have an amazing life with your spouse and STILL stay sane?
Why yes, yes indeed you can with this effective tool that is now on bookshelves. Definitely something I will be giving to my friends who are going to be parents and for those who are in the mix already. You can find it in bookstores and Amazon now. I can say without a doubt it is a must read!
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Legacy of Clean Power
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Identity: Relationship
Monday, May 21, 2012
Darkness to Light
Friday, April 27, 2012
Religion vs Faith
Friday, January 20, 2012
The God Drug
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
The Lemmings of Election Year
Me, not We, Mentality
Monday, July 18, 2011
Taking Back
- I am going to stop the constant "why why why" in my head. It sounds too much like whining and it is wasting my time and energy. I am not accomplishing what I would like to do - which is write.
- I am going to be truly honest with myself. I am going to step back from the middle of that swirl and take a deep breath. I value honestly almost above all else, so if I can't be honest with myself then how can I be honest with other people?
- I am going to allow myself to really feel the emotions that are bouncing around so I can understand them better than just reacting to the effects.
- I am going to discover the roots of the spewing rupture in my mind, find out just where the break or crack is and why it has the ability to flood the theater of my mind and take all the enjoyment from my life. Journaling helps with this and also I am giving myself some cues to be able to step back from a reaction to look at it.
- I am going to stop letting my emotions and turmoil direct the movie of my life. Are they even registered with the Guild for that? I am the director of this movie and They are going to go to boot camp. I am not a victim of my circumstances or events, I will not be pushed around.
- I am going to doube and criticize the validity of these kamakaze thoughts and moods. Are they truth? When shown in the light do they shine with truth or do they just puff out like smoky shadows?
Who else out there struggles with insecurity in their craft? What do you do when you are facing a dark time? What helps you get out of it? I am always up for ideas.
Monday, May 9, 2011
A Tribute to Mom
This year we celebrate 150th anniversary of the civil war. This Mother's Day I celebrated the ending of my personal civil war, and it is all thanks to a woman who brought life to me. Let me clarify, this woman is not the one who biologically made me, she brought life to my spirit and my soul. She taught me about Jesus and God but most of all about love. I, with my child's mind, didn't understand unconditional love, not really, so I rebelled and she still loved me. Our world fractured and she still loved me. She has spent years on her knees in prayers over me, guess she didn't know that I had said my heart-felt prayers to Jesus when I was little, but I didn't feel like I belonged, didn't understand that unconditional love, so I thought I did it wrong and was not his.
Tossed into the storms of this world's life I was battered and bruised, but God saw fit for me to always find that safe port, home, where I had felt that love but didn't understand it. Each time I left to “make it by myself”, I know she must have cried tears and wished I could see the love, graceful love, meant for me. A continent rose up and separated us, physically and emotionally, yet still she prayed. Years of the world's grime caked on and left me disillusioned, bitter and cynical. Finally I looked towards the man I had looked up to as a child, Jesus. He was my hero then, I wanted to be just like him. I came to him now and asked just what could he do. He said nothing, just washed me clean and wrapped me in his arms. And while my heart rejoiced, my mind quarreled. While I was spotless in his eyes, I was a Dalmatian in my own. I looked back at the road I traveled. Guilt draped its robe on me while Shame crowned me. My heart kept knocking them off, my mind kept putting them back on.
This Mother's Day, I discovered who I belonged to and I called the woman who brought life to me – my Mom, this woman who introduced me to Jesus, the life of the world. For that is what true mother's are, life-givers. Some do that physically, others do that spiritually – if you are truly lucky you get both in one. I want my Mom to know that she has “Mom-angels” out there, other life-giving creations that have her back and brought her prodigal daughter back to her arms.
Thank you Mom and to your helpers.
Chris
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Book Review - Captivating
I honestly didn't know what I was getting myself into when I chose to review Captivating by John and Stasi Eldridge. I was familiar with John as I had read Wild at Heart and Waking the Dead. I love his writing style and his books have always given me something to mull over and even change the way I think about my relationship with God and others. But what does a man know about women, even if he is married to one? As I read through, though, I discovered that Stasi is the main voice and she nails it right on the head.
As women we are pushed and pulled in all directions – most fiercely by other women. Be independent, be submissive, be bold, be meek – There never seems to be a “perfect” fit to please anyone OR ourselves. Even with all the empowering messages out there for women, why do we still feel inadequate, too much or not enough? Why do we still feel alone? Have you ever sat back and wondered Why? Why do all our "Go Women, We Rule" man-bashing attitudes, shows, messages just leave us even more isolated and unsatisfied. This book gives insight into what is really taking place behind the scenes. And I have to admit, while I was reading it I struggled and fought with what it said but in my heart I understood truth when it was smack dab in front of me. We women are under attack, but it isn't from dominating men, cruel society or even us. There is someone who hates us with a passion that is unthinkable.
I believe that any woman who breathes air should read this book and take its words to heart. Even if you are not spiritual or religious it is still eye-opening and maybe, just maybe it will help you find your way.
Because one thing IS true.
I am powerful and beautiful.
I am loyal and nurturing.
I am the crown of creation.
I am a daughter of Eve.
And I am to be feared.
This book was given to me by Thomas Nelson Publishing for the purpose of review. I was not paid or coerced to give a good review.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Book Review - Word of Promise: New Testament
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
The lesson of a Dunderhead
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Hello to new Me?
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain
Thursday, December 17, 2009
And then there were these sawdust chips......
So alive with your wide eyes to the light
Then the light that you had when your heart was stolen
Now you say that it ain’t worth stayin’
You wanna run but your hesitatin’
I’m talkin’ to me
Don’t let the lights go down
Don’t let the fire burn out
Cause somewhere, somebody needs a reason to believe
Why don’t you rise up now?
Don’t be afraid to stand out
That’s how the lost get found
The lost get found
So when you get the chance, Are you gonna take it
There’s a really big world at your fingertips
And you know you have the chance to change it
There’s a girl on the streets, she’s cryin’
There’s a man who faith is dying
Love is calling you
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Joy to the World? Eh, maybe not
I have questioned Sovereignty, And had my share of doubt
And though sometimes my prayers feel like, They're bouncing off the sky
The hand I hold won't let me go, And is the reason why...
I will stumble, I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes, I will face heartache
But I will not be moved
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
I will not be moved
Bitterness has plagued my heart, Many times before
My life has been like broken glass, And I have kept the score
Of all my shattered dreams and though it seemed
That I was far too gone,, My brokenness helped me to see
It's grace I'm standing on
Thursday, December 10, 2009
The World or God - is there really a choice?
As darkness pulls the strings
Be careful little feet where you go, For it's the little feet behind you
That are sure to follow
The end is always near
Be careful little lips what you say, For empty words and promises
Leave broken hearts astray
Be careful if you think you stand, You just might be sinking
A price will be paid
When you give yourself away, People never crumble in a day
It's a slow fade, When black and white are turned to gray