Tough Times Tuition

The tough times are tuition we pay for what we need to know to succeed.

Today I am typing this while sitting at an airport club. I am waiting for my flight and, for the past hour, two men have been sitting in the cubicle next to me. They have been talking about an interview they had with a woman. They have papers containing their questions to her and her answers. From my glances, it seems that the applicant’s responses have been neatly typed and tabulated. They are reviewing their interview and rating the applicant’s answers. I know the applicant is a woman because of their use of the female pronoun.

And… I am pretty sure the woman is not going to get the job. Her answers, one of the men says, “reflect a relatively shallow pool.” There are too many “1’s” and not enough “4s” assigned to the tabulation.  The whole experience is causing my tension to rise. I am going to move to a calmer locale.

But, if she were here, nervously waiting for their decision…I would  want her to know she was brilliantly courageous to go so far in the application process to be the subject of such scrutiny. And I want her to know that “The tough times are tuition we pay for what we need to know to succeed.” And, that there are Blessings contained in every question with a “no” answer. 

I would show her this sentiment posted elsewhere by Jean W.

Your Value

Because “she” could be me. “She” has been me. “She” might be you, or a past memory of you.

And Because of Grace, there are amazing promises that will outlast the temporal interviews and points-of-view that occupy our days.

Success beyond numbers, data, and ratings.

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Monday Words for the Soul~November 11~Courage

Veterans Day

“To care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan.” ~Abraham Lincoln

Veterans Day originated as “Armistice Day” on Nov. 11, 1919, the first anniversary of the end of World War I. Congress passed a resolution in 1926 for an annual observance, and Nov. 11 became a national holiday beginning in 1938. President Dwight D. Eisenhower signed legislation in 1954 to change the name to Veterans Day as a way to honor those who served in all American wars. The day honors military veterans with parades and speeches across the nation. A national ceremony takes place at the Tomb of the Unknowns at Arlington National Cemetery in Virginia.

Source: U.S. Census Bureau – Facts for Features: Veterans Day 2013: November 11
http://www.census.gov/newsroom/releases/archives/facts_for_features_special_editions/cb12-ff27.html

Additional Veteran’s Day Sentiments: http://thestir.cafemom.com/in_the_news/163696/12_veterans_day_quotes_to

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Additional words for the Soul

A conversation in courage and laughter

Motivational speaker Nika Maples suffered a lupus-induced stroke that led to quadriplegia. She recently returned to her alma mater, Abilene Christian University to converse about courage, seeds of joy and laughter.

 

“What’s next for me? … What’s next for me is obedience. I love God more than I dislike difficult things.” ~Nika Maples

Day 26~Courage~Be Gentle, Be Love and Wholehearted Living

For awhile, Thursdays will provide a Because of Grace Wholehearted Living Story.
Today it is <tentative pause> about me.
This is not a post about superhero, admirable courage akin to those who fight for us and protect us.
This is a small incident report of a few of my small steps.

Every step is a step toward taking back your life.

You deserve this. ~Amanda Oaks

A couple of weeks ago, on my birthday, I hiked.
Solitary but not Alone.
Surrounded by Abundance
Reaching the summit.
I was not at all self-conscious about making the climb sing-glee
until a younger version of me commented about it, as she took my picture.
For a long minute
or two…

my spirit fell like Peter’s did when he walked on water toward the source of his joy.
and then started thinking too much. Too much in his head.

I smiled. Pointed to a hawk, felt the breeze

And I took tender steps away
from another’s idea of companionship,
my mind filled with possibilities of

hearing the voices the Indian’s still claim to hear in the breeze
and
getting the t-shirt that proved I climbed
and
soaking in the pedicure
and
the iced latte(s)

The breeze swirled with this reminder…

 Baby souls follow.

Young souls lead.

But old souls are happy to dance alone. ~Mike Dooley

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