Tuesday, September 20, 2011

A Work In Progress (The Research Paper)

I am working on a research paper with 4 other people around the subject of "Competitive Analysis" relevant to a non-profit organization(s).  While all the other topics outlined I would've easily conquered, this one I feel at a loss because I have been unsuccessful in retaining scholarly info.  I struggled with whether to disclose this to my group.  It was in preparing that discussion board post that I had to acknowledge my shortcoming and seek advise.  Then, let them know my plans of visiting The Foundation Center tomorrow.  To ask for help takes humility.  I realize that my struggle was with "pride" not with telling them anything.  So, tonight I choose to pray for myself.  I'm thankful that God would show me how subtle pride can slip in. I pray that God is being ever-present in your life as He is being in mine.  If not, just be honest, repent and ask Him to return.  Peace out!

A Work In Progress (The Research Paper)

I am working on a research paper with 4 other people around the subject of "Competitive Analysis" relevant to a non-profit organization(s).  While all the other topics outlined I would've easily conquered, this one I feel at a loss because I have been unsuccessful in retaining scholarly info.  I struggled with whether to disclose this to my group.  It was in preparing that discussion board post that I had to acknowledge my shortcoming and seek advise.  Then, let them know my plans of visiting The Foundation Center tomorrow.  To ask for help takes humility.  I realize that my struggle was with "pride" not with telling them anything.  So, tonight I choose to pray for myself.  I'm thankful that God would show me how subtle pride can slip in. I pray that God is being ever-present in your life as He is being in mine.  If not, just be honest, repent and ask Him to return.  Peace out!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Hit the Ball!

I saw the most priceless thing today...a daddy teaching his baby girl how to bat (hit the ball).  He was critiquing her form, telling her how to stand.  All she wanted to do was to hit the ball. He continued to pitch and she continued to swing.  She was hitting the ball and one from afar knew she felt good.  Daddy ran to get the balls while having her stay in the form that brought her success. Tears well up in my eyes when I could hear within myself, "this is what I do for you".  God positions me to hit the ball.  He teaches me the form I am to maintain and the stance I am to take and expects me to continue to swing and swing and swing and swing and hit the ball over and over again until He says enough for today, or better yet this life and calls me onward in Him.  Be encouraged, "its" all for a purpose.