We are coming down the final stretch for 2015.
Take time to look in the mirror – to reflect on the past year.
What went well in 2015? What were your big wins in 2015?
What didn’t go so well in 2015? What do you want to change as you head into the new year?
What help do you need as you head into 2016?
Use this last week of 2015 well.
Are you willing to take the risk?
Are you willing to STRETCH out your hand to a neighbor, a co-worker, or someone else?
It can be scary to reach out into the unknown, but it is almost always well worth the risk. What are you waiting for?
When you think of someone with a positive attitude, who comes to your mind?
The first person to come to my mind is my Grandma Miller. Grandma passed away several years ago, but her positive attitude still impacts me. Grandma struggled with multiple sclerosis for most of her life. Her knees failed her. She suffered from seizures. And towards the end of her life, she could barely hold her head up. Despite her physical ailments, she remained positive. She often had a song on her lips, and she was friendly with every single person who crossed her path. If there was someone I know who had a positive attitude, it was my Grandma Miller.
A positive attitude amazing benefits for creating a better life for you and the people around you. Yesterday, we learned about the impact of having a negative attitude. Today, we look at the impact of having a positive attitude. Here are some things you need to know about the power of a positive attitude:
It’s easy to love the lovable.
Who do you find it hard to love?
What’s in it for me? This is a question most of us are asking ourselves.
What if this is the wrong question? What if we flipped the question?
What’s in it for others? What’s in it for those who really need a helping hand?
I don’t like change, but I like to keep growing.
What if continuity and change were meant to work together?
We are meant to be stretched. If we’re not stretching, we’re not growing. And we are probably not living the life we were meant to live.
I write about life’s stretch marks, because I want to learn from my experiences. And I hope my own personal education will benefit others who read along.
When I did a Google search for the word refuge, this is what I found:
I’ve been thinking about the word for a few days.
What does it mean to be a refuge?
On Saturday morning, I served at a women’s shelter – a refuge or safe house for women faced with domestic violence. It’s hard for me to fathom the need for this type of service. What would drive a man to violate his wife and children in this manner?
There has been a lot of talk about refugees lately. Individuals and family units are fleeing violence in the middle east in search of sanctuary. Because of the terrorist actions in Paris on Friday, some are proclaiming we shouldn’t accept refugees in our country.
I wonder how and why their ancestors came to this country. Were they searching for something? Were they running away from something? Or were they looking for shelter from violations they were experiencing in their homeland?
Inside the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty is a plaque that reads, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.” This is a quote from Emma Lazarus, and it seems to match well the messages I was taught in grade school. The Statue of Liberty represented the freedom and shelter that our country was meant to offer to those in need of asylum.
And now, we want to close our borders to those in need of shelter. We use fear as an excuse to prevent people from experiencing the same rights and privileges afforded to our ancestors.
I may be questioned about this, but I think it’s something we need to consider.
As I thought more about the concept of refuge. I couldn’t help but think about how this word is often used in the Bible (particularly in the Psalms) to describe God.
God is our shelter, our safe haven, our sanctuary, our hiding place, our security, our refuge.
As I contemplate the women who need the shelter and the refugees who need to escape, I think of my own life, and I realize I need to find refuge in God, and I need to be used by Him to bring refuge to others. This last thought makes me a little uncomfortable, but I think that’s where I need to be. And I’m guessing it’s where you need to be as well.
I think this is a question we must ask ourselves and talk about with each other. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments below.
If you are like me, you don’t always like new experiences. This quote reminds me that new experiences are the catalyst for taking us to new dimensions.