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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

An Indelible Outline of 3

For the past years sitting among pools of listeners be it in church, conferences, meetings or schools, I had learned to love taking notes. Aside from listening to the speaker, I find it challenging and interesting to scale down or construct the skeleton/outline of the topic being discussed. At some point, when I, being a listener engages to think & reflect at the same time, I love to write down my thoughts in between the speaker's arguments on the sides and on the margins.



Some speakers are well-organized in articulating their thoughts that they would explicitly say and guide their hearers with their Point 1, 2, and 3 or with their A, B, and C. The challenge comes when the speaker shifts from an organized flow to babbling blows. Now, the listeners (while trying to catch up where would all those thoughts lead) begin to realize that it would now be a DIY, Do-it-yourself-figure-out-the-outline kind of thing. 

Isn't it a speaker's accomplishment when the topic or message being delivered was grasped and understood by the hearers because he was able to get them journey with his trail of thoughts?

Then I met this woman. A woman who loves God...  A woman who loves God's person, work and people. A woman is an understatement though. She is a friend, a boss, a momHer message on life skills is not represented by the outline she prepares. It is represented by the life she lives. She never needed an audience or listeners be given her. They simply draw near to her. There are times she doesn't need to speak anymore. You just need to watch her. I am more than blessed and so, with the others to have met, known and worked with her.





Being under her leadership and instruction for a few years, her mega-themes, her major outline about life and work were strongly etched in my system. A pen and a journal I do not need. The outline is simple but, they are indelible.

(1) Control what you can control.
It is not about manipulation. It is taking responsibility. It is being prepared for what is expected. It is calculating & acting upon some risks and possibilities. It is identifying the extent or the line on things that you have involvement or control. As long as you take your position and do your best on the things you can control, you'll be fine. When things go wrong on things you can't control, be gracious to yourself and others. Take what you can learn from it, then move on.

(2) Choose your battles.
Know your value system. What kind of arguments will you allow yourself to be engaged in? What kind of confrontations will you involve yourself with? What kind of problems will you gear up your energy in solving? IS IT GOING TO BE WORTH IT? There are battles in and out of life. Some battles are caught, some are brought. It is important to note that whatever and wherever they come from, the battle is your call.

(3) Never assume.
All of us think differently and each has his own way of carrying things out. If you want your point to come across the board or a certain work needs to be done, GO & ASK. Never make the mistake of assuming that people already know what you have in mind. There is no harm in asking for confirmation. 

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As I go and carry on with the things I am called to do, this outline had and have saved me from a lot of self-condemnation and tears. Indeed, lessons in life can't just be heard. It must be lived. To this I'd like to wrap up and close: We had, have, and can meet a lot of speakers along the way raising up their outlines in life. Whatever outlines they may present, this we should remember in carrying them out:



Sunday, July 14, 2013

Something That Joined the Green Side

Without any known occasion, I was informed that a gift will be on its way. My friend refused to tell me what it is ~ saying that it's not grand but, I was assured I will like it. Ahm, okay. So, I just waited for it to reach me. It did.

Along with a note and a pen was a journal. Just the idea of being given that gift sincerely touched me beyond words... the thought, the effort, the choice of color, and all.

But I stopped. Thinking.
How am I going to use this journal when I already have these?




Tada! I already have a handful of journals! A combination of 'some-received-and-some-bought'. Some had already been written and used out up to the last page, while some of them still I am currently using. As each has a designated purpose already, how will my mind come up with another purpose to maximize an addition to the family?


The journal found its way to me. It indeed joined the league.
Talk about the owner who loves the color green :)


Thanks to this day, a day of rest, a day of simply doing my thing. I organized my room, did a little clean up then, found my pens by my desk as if calling me to use them. A few minutes here and there, I came up with these:








Oh, how I enjoyed! Now I don't want to stop! I think my blogging has found a new mistress. Heehee.

Now my new journal has found its purpose, too. I will keep on doing this up to the last page. Who knows, I might get truly hooked and do a Volume II! So, now to you my friend, I can truly say, 


THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

I can't afford to miss the first page, of course, which is for you (also for all the other good people out there):  


To you my friend, again I want to say thank you. Thank you for giving something that joined the green side. :)

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P.S. 
Can I tell you something? Just a little trivia treat. This blogger is ambidextrous. The pictures you see up there are joint efforts of her left and right hand. Go figure. Heehee. *wink*

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Zechariah Moment

Behold the man. Meet Zechariah.

A priest.
A husband to Elizabeth.
The man to whom the angel of the Lord appeared & announced to him that his wife would give birth to a son, whom he was to name John (the Baptist, as we know), and that this son would be the forerunner of the Lord.

And this interests me:
Citing their advanced age, Zechariah asked with disbelief for a sign whereby he would know the truth of this prophecy. In reply, the angel identified himself as Gabriel, sent especially by God to make this announcement, and added that because of Zechariah's doubt he would be struck dumb and "not able to speak, until the day that these things shall be performed."
Read the context. Read more.

Having this in mind for the past months (yep, that's right, months), I had wished for that Zechariah moment:
That I would be struck dumb and not be able to speak, until the day the Lord's promises and plans on my life shall be performed and come to pass.
At least for my context and in terms of relevance, that's an application in a nutshell (I am not delving in to a rigorous study of the passage at the moment). The truth applies that there are times, our greatest villain, our number one enemy is ourselves. We speak against our situations and lives. We utter more of our doubts and fears but less of our hopes and dreams. We speak more of the impossibilities, spend a lot of time calculating the risks than shedding light and speaking forth faith, trust and life in a heartbeat. And the worst, we speak against God's plans, still unseen. Yet, we choose to doubt and not believe.

And for this reason, I want to be silenced.

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"I have often regretted my speech, never my silence." ~ Publius


"Your chances of blowing things up are directly proportional to the amount of time you spend with your mouth open." ~ Charles R. Swindoll
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And with that, I couldn't agree more.

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Still at the end of the day, still I am a hopeful soul... that when the Lord's plans and promises have come to pass, still like Zechariah, trusting to have that moment.
Immediately his mouth was opened and his tongue set free, and he began to speak, praising God.
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