Tuesday, 23 May 2017


Frank was the kind of guy you love to hate.
He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed frank was because of his positive attitude. He was a natural motivator.
If an employee was having a bad day, frank was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Frank and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it? I asked...
Frank replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, 'frank, you have two choices today.
You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.'so I choose to be in a good mood.
Any time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes, it is," Frank said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice.
You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood.
The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Frank said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business.
We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that frank did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers.
While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, frank was found quickly and was rushed to the local trauma center.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Frank was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.
I saw Frank about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"
I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Frank replied.
"Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
Frank continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Frank . "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!'
Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'"
Frank lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
And choosing to be positive is challenging and yet easy to choose.

Monday, 22 May 2017

The Shipwreck[MUST READ]

THE Only survivor of a shipwreck washed up on a small, uninhabited island. he prayed feverishly for God to rescue him.

Every day he walks around the horizon of the island looking for help, but none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he managed to build a little hut, with materials that was obtained from driftwood to protect him from dangers, and to store his few possessions.
But then one day, after scavenging for fruits and some edibles, he came home to find his little  hut in flames and the smoke rolling up in the sky.
The worst had happened, everything was lost. He was stung with grief and anger. ''God how could you do this to me'' he cried. Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. How did you know that i was here? asked the weary and devastated man, ''We saw your smoke signal,'' they replied.

It is easy to get discourage when things are going bad. But we shouldn't be discouraged when things are going bad. But we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering.
Remember next time your little hut is burning down to the ground- it may be a smoke signal that summons the grace and favour of God.

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Frank was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask...