My last several posts have been hard to write and have stirred old memories. This post will be about the dreams God has given me that have their roots in my youth and the events that resulted from my experiences.
God has planted in me a passion to be an instrument that He uses to help men overcome the things that keep them from achieving the passions He has placed in their hearts. He has given me a passion for the addicted, the rejected and the down trodden.
Look within your heart and find that one thing that God has placed there that burns when you think about it. What experiences have you had that reinforce it? God can use those experiences and the burning in your heart to touch the lives of others.
I encourage you to down the following:
1. Discover the burn in your heart.
2. Examine your life events.
3. Find a mentor who will encourage you to follow a dream.
4. Get the education to make your dream come true.
5. Pursue it.
6. Before you do any of the above pray, pray and do some more praying.
I believe it was Ben Franklin that said, "Most men are buried when they are 60 years old but quit living when they are 25 years old". Men don't quit living, don't give up on your dreams, get up out of that easy chair and quit watching television and move forward to accomplishing your dream.
A couple great books for you to read that will help you go through this process are:
"Leadership Lesson from the Civil War" by Tom Wheeler
"The Dream Giver" by Bruce Wilkinson
If the links do not work you can purchase "Leadership Lessons from the Civil War" at Amazon and "The Dream Giver" from ChristianBook.com. Both links can be found at the bottom of the blog. Clicking those links will provide me with a small commission.
Please share your dream with us by leaving a comment. We will pray for you to know God's will concerning your dream. I look forward to reading about your dream.
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Showing posts with label events. Show all posts
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Monday, November 3, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
How my first 6 years affected who I am
I remember that after my mom left I was focused on being around my dad. I remember him taking me to job sites and how I was fascinated by the big trackhoes, called steam shovels then, and the events such as blasting the rock so the trackhoe could dig a ditch. I remember the men who worked for my dad. Men like Clayton who would call me Larrie. Rough men who worked hard but who had big hearts for a little guy like me.
I remember a baby sitter who also cleaned our trailer house telling me on Friday afternoon not to play in the sandbox over the weekend. Being the little rebel I was I would jump into the sandbox as soon as she left when my dad got home. Beginning about noon on Sunday I began to regret that I had enjoyed the sandbox my dad had made for me because I knew what would happen Monday morning.
Monday morning the sitter would arrive and as soon as dad left for work she would head straight for me because there was sand on the floor. She would take me and sit me on the couch and scold me for playing in the sandbox and then take clothes pins and place them on my ears, fingers and nose. I can still feel the pain of those pins pinching my ear lobes.
One Monday morning I remember sitting there with the pins on when my dad walked back into the trailer. My dad did not ask a question he just fired the woman told her to get out and took me with him to work after he dropped my sister with a woman he had met at a local diner.
Later that woman who watched my sister would become our new mom.
It would be years before I would realize the impact on my life until after I had suffered two divorces and several encounters with women who I used for my own pleasure.
I married early and within four weeks after getting married I headed off to the US Navy. My first wife divorced me after 6 years of marriage. In between my first marriage and my second marriage I would seek women who were easy to get into bed, spend a few days enjoying them and then walking away without any regard for their feelings. After spending a few years in a pot haze I remarried cleaned up my life. My second wife divorced me after six years of marriage.
During both of these marriages I was a good husband, one who worked hard, did not run around, hardly ever went out with the guys and always spent time with my wife and children. In some ways I was the ideal husband and father. I believe the reason both women divorced me was I had no clue how to relate to a woman.
During the early years of my life I was focused on my dad because my mom was not around so I related to women like I would a man. There are some other events in my childhood that also fed into shaping how I related to women.
Guys each of you have experienced things in your early life that have shaped who you are. These events, the good and bad, have helped shape us. They do not define us unless we allow them to but they do shape the person we have become. We can take these experiences and use them to make us a better man.
I encourage you to share your experiences here for the benefit of other men.
I remember a baby sitter who also cleaned our trailer house telling me on Friday afternoon not to play in the sandbox over the weekend. Being the little rebel I was I would jump into the sandbox as soon as she left when my dad got home. Beginning about noon on Sunday I began to regret that I had enjoyed the sandbox my dad had made for me because I knew what would happen Monday morning.
Monday morning the sitter would arrive and as soon as dad left for work she would head straight for me because there was sand on the floor. She would take me and sit me on the couch and scold me for playing in the sandbox and then take clothes pins and place them on my ears, fingers and nose. I can still feel the pain of those pins pinching my ear lobes.
One Monday morning I remember sitting there with the pins on when my dad walked back into the trailer. My dad did not ask a question he just fired the woman told her to get out and took me with him to work after he dropped my sister with a woman he had met at a local diner.
Later that woman who watched my sister would become our new mom.
It would be years before I would realize the impact on my life until after I had suffered two divorces and several encounters with women who I used for my own pleasure.
I married early and within four weeks after getting married I headed off to the US Navy. My first wife divorced me after 6 years of marriage. In between my first marriage and my second marriage I would seek women who were easy to get into bed, spend a few days enjoying them and then walking away without any regard for their feelings. After spending a few years in a pot haze I remarried cleaned up my life. My second wife divorced me after six years of marriage.
During both of these marriages I was a good husband, one who worked hard, did not run around, hardly ever went out with the guys and always spent time with my wife and children. In some ways I was the ideal husband and father. I believe the reason both women divorced me was I had no clue how to relate to a woman.
During the early years of my life I was focused on my dad because my mom was not around so I related to women like I would a man. There are some other events in my childhood that also fed into shaping how I related to women.
Guys each of you have experienced things in your early life that have shaped who you are. These events, the good and bad, have helped shape us. They do not define us unless we allow them to but they do shape the person we have become. We can take these experiences and use them to make us a better man.
I encourage you to share your experiences here for the benefit of other men.
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