Imprint-ation!

imprint“Since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak.” – Anon

Today an interesting event occurred as I attempted to achieve gains through the physical pain I willingly inflict on my body at my local gym. Today happened to be the day most dreaded, despised, and often disregarded by most gym connoisseurs. It was leg day! After completing my allotment of required repetitions on the leg press machine, my eyes were drawn to the bench after I stood up. Immediately plastered on the bench was the outline of my body. The image was a clear as an individual’s bulbus oculi after the application of Visine. This Rembrandt-esq piece was designed by the artistic medium excreted by the sudoriparous glands of the skin known as perspiration. As I stood there and glanced (for a total of three seconds due to evaporation) at my doppelgänger, an interesting thought detonated in my cerebellum.

What imprint do I leave on others? Do those I interact with leave with an imprint of my true character? Do I even leave an imprint at all?

“Character is the indelible mark that determines the only true value of all people and all their work.” – Orison Swett Marden

Each day we are blessed with opportunities to leave an ineffaceable mark on someone’s life. We can use our words to imprint life, kindness, encouragement, and positivity in the minds of each person we encounter.

Don’t leave behind an imprint that will evaporate within three seconds!

 

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Penny Loafer!

penny2“You’ll come to learn a great deal if you study the Insignificant in depth.” – Odysseus Elytis
 

A few weeks go as I ambled toward the parking lot while heading to my car, an object caught my eye. The item in question glistened under the searing midday rays of the sun. Immediately, I became enthralled by curiosity and found myself drawn to this object in a hypnotic state like a moth drawn to a light on a front porch. When I came within striking distance I realized that the item which shimmered in the distance was simply a spherical copper penny. This penny was covered in dirt, tattered, and bent out of shape. A penny in this condition may even be deemed by some to be insignificant, not salvageable, or not worth picking up!

How often do we feel like that penny? How often do we feel that we are insignificant, purposeless, unwanted, broken, or even worthless?

The truth is, that we are all special. No two people are exactly alike. Please excuse me as I let my inner nerd loose for a brief moment. Scientists estimate that there are roughly between 10-50 trillion cells in the human body. In order for two individuals to be exactly the same each one of those trillion or so cells would need to be exactly the same size, type, and location.

We all are fearfully and wonderfully made. We have been intricately designed a specific way for a specific purpose.

“A human being is a single being. Unique and unrepeatable.” – Eileen Caddy

Your importance in this world is to copious to be tabulated, calibrated or elucidated!

 

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Rock n Roll!!

atlas“If your strength is small, don’t carry heavy burdens.” – Chinese proverb

A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to cross an item off my rather prolix bucket list. I had the opportunity to embark upon a boulder jumping adventure. Boulder jumping (for those who might be unfamiliar) is the act of hopping, crawling, squeezing through, scaling steep rocky terrain in a spider like fashion, jumping onto a gigantic boulders then pulling yourself up with your arms and crab walking down steep terrain. Needless to say, this activity was extremely arduous and challenging. The golden rays of the sun pounded on my body like a nail being hit by a hammer into two wooden beams. To make matters worse, I carried a backpack filled with goodies (lots of snacks, water and Gatorades). With each passing minute, I felt as though the weight I was carrying was increasing at speed that rivals that of a cheetah found in the sub-Saharan region of Africa. I couldn’t help but to think, “I wish I had someone to help me carry all this weight!” How often do we find ourselves in a similar position?

“Life’s heaviest burden is to have nothing to carry” – Source Unknown

As humans we tend to carry the weight of the world on our shoulders. We carry insecurities, hurt, emotional wounds, stress, frustration, pressure to live up to expectations and achieve our goals, etc. We tend to carry an insurmountable amount of weight around as if we possess the ant-like strength to efficiently carry that weight for long periods of time. We don’t have to carry all our burdens on our own.  We can talk to trusted friends, family, teachers, co-workers, pastors, counselors in an attempt to lighten the load we carry. There is someone we can always approach regardless of the time of day or the nature of our situation, and his name is Jesus.

“Come unto me, all [ye] that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” – Matthew 11:28

Don’t allow your backpack of life to become weighed down with the burdensome liquids of stress, insecurities, and disappointment!

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On Your Mark!

bulleye“Men never moan over the opportunities lost to do good, only the opportunities to be bad.” – Proverb

A few weeks ago I had the esteem privilege of indulging in an activity I’ve wanted to do for what seemed to be an eternity. I got the opportunity to shoot a bow and arrow. I am by no means Bear Grylls or Survivor Man but I chose to harness my inner hunter on that particular day. After the proper absorption by osmosis of the safety procedures, adrenaline began erupting through my veins in a fashion similar to that of a liter bottle of coke after dropping a few mentos inside the concoction. The target consisted of a honey-crisp apple (best apple ever) affixed on the top of the head of a manikin. The apple aligned perfectly with the bulls-eye on the target. I picked an arrow, set it into the bow, pulled back, aimed and split the apple on my first attempt! However, I missed my next 8 shots!

“Today’s opportunities erase yesterday’s failures.” – Gene Brown

How often do we miss the mark? How often do we miss opportunities to make a difference, encourage others or make an indelible mark on someone’s life? I too have missed the mark many times. Our world is filled with a plethora of people that are hurting, in need or traveling along the wrong path in life. A simple and genuine gesture such as a smile, a hello, or a hug can go further than any Nasa Space Shuttle! We all have the opportunity to impact lives!

If you’ve missed the mark after shooting an arrow from your bow of life, know that you can grab another arrow of opportunity, aim, and hit the bulls-eye (split the apple) on your next shot!

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Service with no Smile!

serving-others“The man who gives little with a smile gives more than the man who gives much with a frown.” – Yiddish Proverb

A few days ago I was granted the esteem privilege of volunteering at a homeless feeding center. For some unknown reason, I felt as though I got ran over by a greyhound bus and immediately steam rolled into a freshly paved road. Needless to say I felt sluggish, out of whack and had a slight scrooge-like grumpiness coursing through my veins. As time progressed, a group of guys that frequent the shelter attempted to convince me to play in a pick-up basketball game with them. Initially, I was hesitant and didn’t have an ounce of desire to frolic up and down a basketball court in an attempt to heave a spherical shaped, air filled object through a sun beaten, and rusted orange hoop. After a repeated one hundred and twenty seconds of recruitment, I decided to lace it up and mix it up a bit on the court.

Within seconds I found myself cracking jokes, giving high fives, and building a rapport with a group of homeless guys I never met before. This game represented hoped hope, or a getaway from the reality of the hardships of life which they face every day. A single game served as the combination that opened the vault that contained the thoughts and feelings which they graciously shared with me. I almost allowed my selfishness, laziness and personal agenda to cost me an opportunity to be a positive influence and a blessing to someone else.

How often do we allow our own interests, agendas, and our lemon extract-like attitudes to contaminate the reservoir of joy, and gratitude we can experience from serving others.

“To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind” – Pearl Buck

Don’t allow your opportunity to make a lasting impression on someone’s life to bounce away from you!

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A Few Good Men

Each day we are reminded of how cold, and desolate this world is we inhabit. As the maxim goes, “Times have changed.” Our world has become a more violent and deadly version of what it was a few decades ago. Crime in its many atrocious forms is rising faster than a ball of yeast-filled cinnamon bread on a hot Saturday morning.

What caused this swift plummet into this worldly cesspool destitute of the values and morals that shape character?

Despite the current state of our world, we can rest assure that hope still abounds. Though it may not always seem so there are still good people out there.  A few days ago I was reminded of that. While I was knee deep into my rigorous workout routine at the gym I noticed that my cell phone was missing. I immediately scoured every inch of the gym searching for my cell phone as if it was scanning for clues on a crime scene. My phone happens to be an Iphone 4, and those things aren’t cheap. I thought someone found it and claimed it under the notion that “possession is nine-tenths the law”. After countless minutes had elapsed and my search efforts turned up void, I decided to do the unthinkable. I went to the front desk and asked the most idiotic question ever; “Did anyone happen to turn in a phone?”  To my amazement; someone had. My phone was in the exact same condition as I last remembered it.

“You don’t get in life what you want; you get in life what you are.” – Les Brown

There are good people in this world; as long as they exist there is still hope that we can ignite a change that causes our world to shift back in the right direction.

Don’t leave your character at home when you decide to go somewhere!

To the special man or woman that returned my cell phone to the front desk, if you are reading this;  Thank You!

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Wall-Et Shame

A few moons ago when I was nine years old I went on a trip to visit a few of my relatives. Being the robust and adventurous kid that I was, it irked me to be cooped up in the confined space of a hotel room. Thus, I decided to prance around the hotel lobby like an antelope in a fresh green meadow during the middle of spring. I made my way to an area where a pay phone was located and my eyes became fixated on a rectangular object. The object in question turned out to be a pleasantly plump wallet. I was only nine but my face lit up like the North Star once I saw a wallet full of bills with Benjamin Franklin’s face on it.

I took the wallet to my grandpa and asked what I should do with the wallet. His words, “Keep it!” I shared my predicament with a friend who told me to “Keep the money and turn in the wallet with the credit cards intact.” If you found yourself in my position what would you do?

“You can never lose anything that really belongs to you, and you can’t keep that which belongs to someone else.” – Edgar Cayce

In society today we’ve adoption the kindergarten playground notion “finders keepers, losers weepers”. When did it become unpopular to be honest? How did the ethical and moral behavior of our society deteriorate to the level in which integrity is a now faux pas occurring once in every blue moon?

We need to make a greater effort to do what is right even if even if no one is looking!

If you were wondering, I turned the wallet in to the front desk. The owner wrote me a heartfelt letter and gave me $5. To this day I still feel good about what I did. Would I go back and change anything? Absolutely not!

 

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