It’s more than a job

 

I just can’t help but post another wicked chill devotion from my “Day by Day,” book by Charles Swindoll. Hope it changes your attitude towards your job:

A young fella rushed into a service station and asked the manager if he had a pay phone. The manager nodded, “Sure, over there.” The boy pushed in some change, dialed, and waited for an answer. Finally, someone came on the line. “Uh, sir,” he said in a deep voice, “could you use an honest, hardworking young man to work for you?” The station manager couldn’t help overhearing the question. After a moment or two the boy said, “Oh, you already have an honest, hardworking young man? Well, okay. Thanks just the same.” With a broad smile stretched across his face, he hung up the phone and started back to his car, humming and obviously elated. “Hey, just a minute!” the station manager called after him. “I couldn’t help but hear your conversation. Why are you so happy? I thought the guy said he already had somebody and didn’t need you?” The young man smiled. “Well, you see, I am the honest, hardworking young man. I was just checking up on my job!

Honest, hardworking employees are tough to find, and when you toss in competence, a positive attitude, teachability, punctuality, proper attire, a team spirit, loyalty, confidentiality, honesty, and an ability to get along well with others, wow! No wonder every boss I talk to answers my question “What is the key ingredient of your organization?” the same way: PERSONNEL.

What kind of employee are you? Do a little one-to-ten appraisal (ten being the best) on the following characteristics from the Book of Proverbs: diligent, thoughtful, skillful, loyal, teachable, humble, thorough, fair, cooperative, honest, positive.

Contrary to popular opinion, work is not the result of the curse. Adam was given the task of cultivating and keeping the Garden before sin ever entered (Gen. 2:15).

Then what was the curse? It was the addition of “thorns and thistles” that turned work into a “toil” and made the whole thing a sweaty hassle. But work itself is a privilege, a high calling, a God-appointed assignment to be carried out for His greater glory.

Today, it isn’t literal briars and stinging nettles that give us fits; it’s thorny people whose thistlelike attitudes add just enough irritation to make the job . . . well, just a job.

The difference is people. No, let’s get specific. The difference is you.

The place you work will never be better than you make it.

Give your boss an imaginary phone call,
and listen to His response with an open mind.

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We are never more like God than when we give.

Chuck Swindoll

Here’s a another sweet story from my “Day by Day” devotional by Chuck Swindoll:

Shortly after World War II, the saddest sight for American soldiers who were picking up the pieces in ravaged Europe, was that of little orphaned children starving in the streets of those war-torn cities.

One soldier driving along in his jeep spotted a little lad with his nose pressed to the window of a pastry shop. Inside the cook was kneading dough for a fresh batch of doughnuts. The hungry boy stared in silence, watching every move. The soldier pulled his jeep to the curb and got out to slip over to the boy’s side. Through the steamed-up window he could see the mouth-watering morsels as they were being pulled from the oven, piping hot. The boy salivated and released a slight groan.

The soldier’s heart went out to the orphan. “Son . . . would you like some of those?

The boy was startled. “Oh, yes, would I!

The American stepped into the shop, bought a dozen, put them in a bag and walked back to where the lad was standing in the foggy cold of the London morning. He smiled, held out the bag, and said simply: “Here you are.”

As he turned to walk away, he felt a tug on his coat. The soldier looked back and heard the child ask quietly:

Mister . . . are you God?

About Chuck: Chuck has written many great books and had a radio show. You can subscribe to his free podcast on Itunes by searching “Insight for Living.” Check out many of his books on Amazon! He is one of my favorite characters that keeps shaping my life!

Have a Holy Urgency

Reading my little “How to Pray,” book by John Wesley, I really likd this one page titled “Have a Holy Urgency,” and wanted to share with everyone. Here it is:

“Strive to enter the narrow door.

Strive, as  in an agony of holy fear.  A promise has been made of your entering into His rest (see Hebrews 4:9-11).  Strive, lest you come short of it.

Strive, in all the fervor of desire, with groans that words cannot express.

Strive by prayer without ceasing.  At all times, in all places, lift up your heart to God.  Give Him no rest till you, like the Psalmist, ‘awake with God’s likeness’ and are satisfied with it.

To conclude:  strive to enter in at the narrow gate.  Strive, not only by this agony of soul, of conviction, of sorrow, of shame, of desire, of fear, of unceasing prayer.  Strive, likewise, by putting in order all of your conversation, your whole life, by walking with all your strength in all the ways of God–the way of innocence, of piety, and of mercy.  Shun all appearance of evilDo all possible good to all peopleDeny your own will in all things, and take up your cross daily.

Be ready to cut off everything that would hinder, and to cast it from you.  Be ready and willing to suffer the loss of possessions, friends, of health–of all things on earth–so you may enter into the kingdom of heaven.”

(From How to Pray:  The Best of John Wesley on Prayer, p. 17)

if you feel like no one cares about you, go talk to the lonely and rejected like Mother Theressa did, you’ll find happiness and joy


Is there really no purpose left when people ignore you? I mean they don’t seem to care about you as much as you want them to? Is this why some develop various addictions? Is there really not a single person in your circle who does care how you feel? I bet there is! I bet the whole state of my feelings is not completely truthful, otherwise I wouldn’t feel depressed. First of all why am I the one who should be pitied in the first place? I just walked into my sister and was expecting her to pity me cuz someone, well apparently no one likes me. Is this why Mother Theressa chose to live among the dying rejects? Is this the answer to our “depression?” If you feel like nobody loves you or cares about you than go find dying rejects, and you’ll see how much they care about you and love you, and you’ll realize that in fact you are the careless one. “I was sad, until I saw you,” said this one old guy to a young girl in front of me just now. He’s a joker alright. But I see something in that joke, in fact I see the answer: If there is anyone in this world whom you might bring a drop of joy, happiness, or a smile than there is still greater purpose in my life than being depressed for one more moment 🙂

– Dima

Benny Hinn Trip 2010

It is the first time ever that me and my sister Lily decided to organize a trip somewhere this far and somewhat this expensive. The cost of the trip was estimated to be $350, the drive 4.5 hours. Well in reality the cost was somewhere close to $500, and the drive turned out to be about 8 hours each way, not half bad for our estimation is it? Well actually it is half bad. Because of my crazy schedule, I never got a chance to call and write down everyone that was interested to come with us, well the bigger mistake was that we didn’t take the money from anyone until the very morning we had to leave, and thus we really had no idea who will and will not come. Short story long, we left out some people that we promised to take, just because we forgot, since we didn’t write down everything on a paper. Ok so here is the big point about this trip. Have you ever went somewhere with a group of people and the person in charge was mean and yelling, and frustrated, and not sensitive? Well guess what, I’ve always met those kind of leaders and I hated them. Little did I know is that I would turn out to be much more worse than any of the ones that I’ve ever had in my life. Throughout most of the trip I was angry at my sister, because she assumed I’m too weak, and too dumb to be in charge. I was constantly worried about the extra costs that we could encounter, and we did. The truth is, the only thing I was supposed to be pissed off was my attitude, especially towards my sister. I realized that and wanted to tell the whole world that, especially to my sister, I wanted to say “Lily, I am an idiot, I have issues, I am too proud to tell you this, the only one I have problems with is myself, my attitude ….” Alright, lesson learned, enough of the junky attitude, let’s get down to something positive.

We finally made it to the hotel, though everyone was really exausted, especially me, the girls, and oh well everyone I guess. It’s interesting but the nicest person I remember was Peter, he was so chill, and so cool about everything. He was always happy, energetic, smiling, I guess everything I wanted to be. Blah, blah, blah, we’re at the first evening service. Basically to make it short Benny talked about Jesus being the only way, the truth, and the life. What touched me was that his message was so simple yet so profound. I almost cried when he said “come to me all who are weary.” That was just what I needed to hear, I was tired, I was mad at myself, in other words I was very very WEARY, and I needed Jesus more than anyone else at that point.
Sleep. Wake up. Day two, it’s about 8am. Breakfast? Maybe, but with a rip off! Ok, let’s fast forward until the morning service. What I’ve got from it was that you need to respect your parents, be there for your boss (whoever it may be), and honor God in everything you do. Good stuff.

Walk around the city of Philadelphia. Everyone’s tired, well me at least. Last service, the Friday night service. This one I completely skipped cuz I was busy becoming friends with an awesome police officer. He was a great guy, worked as an officer for 32 years in Philadelphia. Went to Temple College in Philadelphia. I heard Benny was crying during this service.

Here comes the fun part, which is us driving back. While everyone is stuck for like an hour, Peter puts on loud music in the garage, we love it. Everyone turns around and goes the reverse way, and we finally get out of that garage. We miss an exit that would have taken us home through the high way, and so we ended up taking some city road, while the other car takes the real highway. We needed gas and bathroom so we stopped at some creepy gas station. There were two muslim dudes, who barely spoke Enlish it seemed, they looked at us really really creepy, we though we were doomed. We survived and nobody murdered us at the gas station, so we stopped by DD’s down the road. DD’s had another muslim person taking our order, it felt like we were in a muslim city. Then one more gas station to buy some energy shot, which helped me for like two hours. Few more gas station, and we finally got home, almost an hour later than the Lexus, what a bummer, oh well our ride was more adventurous.

Conclusion: The crusade was great. The trip was worth it. The cost was worth it. I realized I need help with my attitude, and this trip helped me realize that.

Alex Vasilchenko

Hi guys! We are still in proses of becoming strong and healthy ICCYouthClub. I am so exited because we are doing great so far.
I know that Holy Spirit comes and does his work. All we have to do is to catch the wave and not creating it by our selves. We were talking about the Calumbine tragedy and I was deeply moved by that story.
I like the part about the picture with the rose and tears on it. That was prophetic and very awesome. What parts of the video you guys found touching? Lets talk about it. What do you guys think? Is there a part from the video Calumbine that you find interesting? Tell us by writing something.

In Search of Meaning …

It’s hard to leave a topic such as love, because I think everything is so connected and revolves around love, almost any topic we take is somehow connected. After thinking and praying about our next turn, we agreed to shift to a new topic – “In Search of Meaning.” Many of you might have guessed that love and meaning somehow collide, that is why we cannot completely leave our love diary, but instead we’re only making a turn. Looking at our lives, as well as others we tried to find out how to “squeeze the most meaning out of our life.” This time we looked at the first seven chapter of Ecclisiastes and saw Solomons frustration with life. Throughout the first few chapters Solomon reapeatedly tells us that “everything is meaningless.” In the very end however he tells us that there is a way to live a meaningful life, and that way is what we’re searching for, and will be searching for the next few weeks. This last Friday we only tried to introduce the topic and to ponder with questions, thus we have not gone anywhere yet.