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When God leads you to the edge of the cliff, trust Him fully and let go, only one of two things will happen,  either He'll catch you when you fall, or He'll teach you how to fly!   See Revelations 3:8

 

"Majestic fir trees wrapped in a blanket of snow;
Deer running through the meadow;
Daffodils sprouting in random bouquets in the field; 
There is solace in the certainty that spring follows winter." ~ Jo Lyn Cornelsen
 
Finding God in the Park

Abe was fiercely independent even at the age of 85, but after a mild stroke his son insisted that he move in with him. Abe missed going to the park near his old apartment and one Saturday he set out to find it. When he became disoriented, he asked a young boy where the park was. The boy, named Timmy, said that he`d like to take Abe there, but that he didn`t have time because he was out looking for God. Timmy said he needed to talk to him about why his parents were getting a divorce.

"Maybe God is in the park," said the old man. "I`d like to talk to him too about why he has made me useless." And so they set off together to find God.

At the park Timmy began to cry about the divorce and Abe held his face in both hands and looked him straight in the eyes. "Timmy, I don`t know why bad things happen, but I know it`s not because of you. Your parents love you and you`ll be OK."

"Are you sure?"

"I`m sure."

Timmy gave Abe a big hug and said, "I`m so glad I met you. Thanks. I think I can go now."

From across the street Timmy`s mother had seen them hug so she approached him and in a worried voice said, "Who was that old man?"

"I think he`s God," Timmy said.

"Did he say that?" the mother demanded.

"No, but when he touched me and told me I`m going to be OK, I really felt better. I think only God can do that."

When Abe got home, his son in a scolding voice asked, "Where were you?"

"I was in the park with God," Abe said.

"Really? What makes you think you were with God?"

"Because he sent me a boy who needed me, and when the boy hugged me I felt God telling me I wasn`t useless."
 
 
  My first ignorant and awkward but excited effort to share in in a social networking group a product/business that is proving helpful to not only my health and well-being, but also my pocket-book, was met with outright disdain and was promptly deleted. 

I couldn't understand how people who call themselves entrepreneurs, (especially in this volatile economy) could be so closed minded.  Hmmm... I was initially miffed.... but the best way to change a system is from within.

Our economic society has "dumbed us down" for so many years, that punching a time clock is now the accepted norm.  That's just survival - Just Over Broke.  Money management and entrepreneurship is not taught in our schools.  The challenged of this economy are a wake up call to all of us.  It's time to stop living in survival mode and define ourselves differently. 

Rather than thinking "how can I earn enough money to survive" - we should KNOW through the spirit that no matter what happens, we are connected and supported by the Lord.  Our LDS (lds.org) pioneers knew it.  Why did we "forget" what they knew?

I've learned that we create our own level of financial success through our actions, and our actions are defined by our subconscious level of belief in ourself.  Most of us have "stuck" energy in the form of self-limiting beliefs and conflicting inner values.  Once we work through and release those, we are more free to go forward and contribute to the world in positive, creative ways.  The good news is, we don't have to go to a shrink to get to that place of inner freedom - all it takes is consistent application of some simple "subtle energy" techniques. 

What's wrong with promoting entrepreneurship?  It's the current wave.  If what we used to do for financial support doesn't work any more - it's time to look around and see what is working for others, evaluate to see if it matches our core values, and if it passes our integrity test, step up and lead. 

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“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”       - Marianne Williamson

What are we creating today with this gift we call "time"? 
Blessings - Jo Lyn
 
Today's economy has hit so many businesses - people who normally have no problem moving onward and upward have been downsized and outsized through no fault of their own....

In my Elder Care Home business, ( www.wisteriaphotos.com) most people have paid for their care by selling their homes.  When they can't sell their home, their care is paid by Medicaid (welfare), which pays about half the income of private pay.  As a result of this domino effect, our business has suffered.  It is still still providing great care to special people - but at this point, it no longer produces a powerful income.   

Our solution is to leverage my current expertise, yet expand our business in a new (but related) direction.  Health & Wellness,  Training, and Home Based Business are my expertise and core interests... www.authenticwholeness.com   www.qualitynurseconsultants.com

So I've moved  from the Aging Industry to the Anti-Aging Industry, and now promote cutting edge, patented products that re-set the human youth gene clusters and produce more vibrant health and beauty...  www.nsoverview.com and www.jolyn.nsedreams.com  This is new technology - the wave of the future for our business.

In the process of clarifying what direction I should take, I followed Brian Tracy's recommendation to identify my top 10 goals for the next year, then pick THE ONE that, IF I could accomplish it in the next 24 hours, would make the MOST DIFFERENCE in my life.  That is the one to focus on NOW.  

I encourage everyone who is in transition to do some soul searching regarding occupation and this economy.... If what you've done in the past no longer supports you, be pro-active and move into something that WILL support you... something that you can whole-heartedly step into and "Lead the Field", as Earl Nightengale used to say.  

“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.” - Alexander Graham Bell

Blessings... Jo Lyn
 
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” -  Mary Ann Wiliamson
 
"Only when we come understand that our purpose is more than the struggle to survive, do we become able to fully share the gifts we were born with and create something wonderful." - Jo Lyn Cornelsen
 
Today Is Yesterday's Tomorrow 
by Jim Rohn

The problem with waiting until tomorrow is that when it finally arrives, it is called today. Today is yesterday's tomorrow. The question is what did we do with its opportunity? All too often we will waste tomorrow as we wasted yesterday, and as we are wasting today. 

All that could have been accomplished can easily elude us, despite our intentions, until we inevitably discover that the things that might have been have slipped from our embrace a single, unused day at a time.

Each of us must pause frequently to remind ourselves that the clock is ticking. The same clock that began to tick from the moment we drew our first breath will also someday cease.

Time is the great equalizer of all mankind. It has taken away the best and the worst of us without regard for either. Time offers opportunity but demands a sense of urgency.

When the game of life is finally over, there is no second chance to correct our errors. The clock that is ticking away the moments of our lives does not care about winners and losers. It does not care about who succeeds or who fails. It does not care about excuses, fairness or equality. The only essential issue is how we played the game.

Regardless of a person's current age, there is a sense of urgency that should drive them into action now - this very moment. We should be constantly aware of the value of each and every moment of our lives - moments that seem so insignificant that their loss often goes unnoticed.

We still have all the time we need. We still have lots of chances - lots of opportunities - lots of years to show what we can do. For most of us, there will be a tomorrow, a next week, a next month, and a next year. But unless we develop a sense of urgency, those brief windows of time will be sadly wasted, as were the weeks and months and years before them. 

There isn't an endless supply!

So as you think of your dreams and goals of your future tomorrow, begin today to take those very important first steps to making them all come to life. 

To Your Success, 
Jim Rohn
 
"THE POWER OF PRAYER"
(author unknown)

"In September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket.  Their father was gone.

My boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two.    Their Dad had never been much more than a presence the feared.  Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel driveway they would scramble to hide under their beds.   He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries.  Now that he had decided to leave, there would be no more beatings, but no food either.

If there was a welfare system in effect in southern  Indiana at that time, I certainly knew nothing about it.

I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to find a job.  The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small town.

No luck.

The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince who ever would listen that I was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a job.

Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town,  was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in that had been converted to a truck stop.   It was called the Big Wheel.An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time at all those kids.  She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the morning.  She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night.

 I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for people.  I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night. She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep. This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal.

That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And so I started at the Big Wheel. When I got home in the mornings I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every night.

As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every morning before I could go home.  One bleak fall morning, I d ragged myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat.

 New tires! There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires.Had angels taken up residence in Indiana? I wondered.

I made a deal with the local service station.  In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office. I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him to do the tires.

I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough. Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the kids ... I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas morning. Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair. 

 On Christmas Eve the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe.  A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the pinball machine.  The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up.

 When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and sizes.  I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and kneeled in the front facing the back seat.  Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box.  Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10!

I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans.  Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and potatoes. There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was whole bag of laundry supplies and cleaning items.  And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll.

As I drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude.  And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that precious morning.

Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop....

 THE POWER OF PRAYER. I believe that God only gives three answers to prayer:

 1. 'Yes!'

 2. 'Not yet.'

 3. 'I have something better in mind..'

God still sits on the throne.  You maybe going through a tough time right now but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that you cannot imagine.

My instructions were to pick four people that I wanted God to bless, and I picked you. Please pass this to at least four people you want to be blessed.

 This prayer is powerful, and prayer is one of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue to pray for one another. Here is the prayer:....

Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and email buddies reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of Your love and power. Amen."

I know I picked more than four, so can you.