Dear Son, don’t let this temptation stop you

Parking lot
Qdoba’s parking lot is microscopic compared to the local Theme Park parking lots.

 

Dear Son, don’t let this temptation stop you.

Don’t let what you can’t do stop you from what you can.

Man outside of Qdoba last night: Hey buddy, I’m kinda homeless, can you spare anything?

Dad exiting with his dinner to go: Sorry, i don’t carry cash.

Man: Ok, thanks anyway.

Dad, walking to parking lot turns around and goes back to the man: Have you eaten dinner today?

Man: No.

Dad, explaining it’s a simple children’s chicken quesadilla meal, with chips and guac.

Man: I don’t want to take your dinner.

Dad: i can buy another one.

Man: Gratefully accepts the to-go bag, grabs his small backpack, and walks away.

Dad, returning to his car notices the cashier who rang up his meal – she was watching the whole thing go down.

She seemed surprised. And maybe a little heart warmed.

So what benefited two, actually had a ripple effect for a third.

Unintentional.

That’s how powerful actions are.

Intended or otherwise.

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Dear son, please give the extra money to Ms. Y

Church Mass presentation
First Sunday of Lent 2015… what is God’s dream for you?

 

Last Wednesday was our son’s classmate’s 14th birthday. And, coincidently, Wednesday is also the optional midweek classroom dinner at a local restaurant. A tradition started by Ms Y, an attorney turned (brilliant) Montessori middle school teacher. She has two daughters at the school, one is also a middle school classmate.

Gave our son twice the dinner allowance and suggested he give the surplus to Ms Y, to pay for his classmates (birthday) dinner, but with a caveat. Ask Ms Y to keep it a secret and don’t tell anyone.

Trying to teach what books struggle to keep up with – the notion that in giving, we receive. And to learn to give without expecting credit or reward.

To learn that the giving, in and of itself is the reward.

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Could two simple words be the catalyst for personal transformation?

WhiteChair.001

 

(photo: jeffnoel.com logo… yes, there’s a story, a story about how Mid Life Celebration began in 1979)

Praying that humility guides today’s activities.

Praying for the same thing tomorrow and the day after that too.

And service.

Let’s not forget to be a humble servant.

Humble servant.

Two words.

Could they be the catalyst for personal transformation?

(ever wonder if satisfaction is dangerous?)

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By our endurance we will gain our life

Random message on a truck
Random moment on a run, a delivery truck, a sign, a message sent from Heaven?

 

By our endurance we will gain our life. It is in our slow and steady determination (faith?) that we leave our selfish habits by the wayside, and journey on with less.

Which is more.

Much more.

Everything.

Life.

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Not Sure I Can Do This

Cloudy Feelings?
Cloudy Feelings?

After re-reading yesterday’s post, I’m having second thoughts about whether to continue down this path.

Why?

Because it feels like it goes against being humble, and it feels very awkward.

What is driving me, compelling me, to want to share this, is so that you see that I have no special privilege or talent.

I just work really hard. Hard work is the only antidote to life’s challenges.

And even then, it’s not 100% guaranteed.

But one thing is guaranteed. If you don’t try, you will never know.