“The roof, the roof is on fire, and we don’t need no water. Let the procrastinator’s excuses burn. Burn down long to-do lists. Burn information hoarders. Burn time wasters. Burn baby burn!”
We miss deadlines; put off doing things we dislike, and gather way too much information. We live in an increasingly complex world; our information-gathering techniques can’t keep up with all the changing circumstances that affect our lives.
Stress and procrastination are not a necessary part of life. Procrastination is keeping you from achieving all that you can in life and stress is causing your life to be less than what God intended.
Learn when to say, “Enough!” Make the best decision and make a move. The important thing is to act— even if it means forcing yourself.
Rally around the cause: an end to procrastination. No more long to-do lists. No more hoarding information. No more time-wasters. Enjoy the blissful state of doing what needs to be done, right now.
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Lucinda Cross is the author of Corporate Mom Drop Outs, consultant, speaker, coach, and trainer. Contact Lucinda at email@example.com, and visit her at corporatemomdropouts.com, lucindacross.com and prayingmoms.org.
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Reprinted with permission.
FOR THE EYES OF THE LORD RUN TO AND FRO THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE EARTH, TO SHOW HIMSELF STRONG ON BEHALF OF THOSE WHOSE HEART IS LOYAL TO HIM.
In a world rocked by devastation,
by earthquakes and tsunamis,
by starvation and cruelty,
I am only one person.
It is so easy to claim I can do nothing,
so easy to be intimidated
by the disasters before me.
Please soften my heart again.
Remind me of my brothers and sisters,
of all your servants, standing together,
each of us filling just one belly,
buying just one school book,
building just one house.
Grant me a willing heart,
that I may join your army of hope,
trusting that the work of Your hands
will make significant the work of mine.
The father said, “Why did you say good-bye to Grandpa?”
The little girl said, “I don’t know, Daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do.”
The next day Grandpa died. The father thought it was a strange coincidence. A few months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her prayers, which went like this — “God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, and good-bye Grandma.” The next day the grandmother died.
My goodness, thought the father, this kid is in contact with the other side.
Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the Dad heard her say, “God bless Mommy and good-bye Daddy.”
He practically went into shock. He couldn’t sleep all night and got up at the crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch sent in and watched the clock. He figured if he could get by until midnight he would be OK. He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch and jumping at every sound.
Finally midnight arrived, he breathed a sigh of relief and went home. When he got home his wife said, “I’ve never seen you work so late, what’s the matter?”
He said, “I don’t want to talk about it, I’ve just spent the worst day of my life.”
She said, “You think you had a bad day, you’ll never believe what happened to me. This morning the mailman dropped dead on our porch.”
The Shalit family is celebrating the return of their beloved Gilad after more than five years in captivity. He was a teenager, serving in the Israeli army when he was taken by Hamas militants in a cross-border raid. In Israel and all over the world, there is a collective shout of joy.
Proof positive – God hears our prayers. It was a lot of work, this business of getting a prayer answered for Gilad Shalit.
I met Noam Shalit, Gilad’s father, a few months after the abduction. He was stumping for his son. The Shalit family took to the road to make Gilad’s story personal, and to keep it in the public eye. When you meet someone who is suffering, you ask, “What can I do?’ Noam was prepared.
Money was needed to fund their activism. They needed widespread publicity and political advocacy. And yes, they needed prayers. Holy-moly did we pray!
We prayed in synagogues and churches. We prayed in our homes and at rallies. We watched the news and followed the vigil of the millions of supporters who hung ribbons, pitched tents and protested for the release of Gilad Shalit.
In the end, our prayers were answered. But we cannot stop. We must praise the glory of God who blesses us with the courage and stamina to stand beside a family in their time of need. We are one great big “mishpucha” (extended family) and we know; the family that prays together stays together.
TO BRING OUT THE PRISONERS FROM THE DUNGEON,
AND THEM THAT SIT IN DARKNESS OUT OF THE PRISON-HOUSE