Just something to think about . . .

[Deerthug]

Makes you want to say hmmmm......

 

Sometimes you just need someone to believe. Our words carry life. Our words carry death. I choose life. . .In a hunting camp several years ago I watched grown men struggle trying to zero their guns in the day before the hunt. It was late November in Canada and wind chills were nippy to say the least. With spirits low I told one of the guides to run across the street and get some paper plates. We took the targets down and replaced them with paper plates. The most dejected guy I took it upon myself to set the plate at 100 yards and said, "Shoot three times." The groups were lousy, but all three hit the plate. I jumped up, kicked my leg and yelled, "You got him. All three shots. Next." The downtrodden sportsman smiled, quickly gathered his stuff to let the next guy set down. Everybody hit the plate. Everybody left feeling good as I told them, "You guys can make that shot at 100 yards. You can do it." Not everyone got a chance that week to shoot a deer, but the fellow who fretted the most, the first shooter, shot the biggest buck of his life. He made a perfect shot. We can either uplift people and give them a shot of confidence or we can tear them down with a negative comment or action - sometimes not really meaning to. 

At the end of my junior year I got the notion to go to grad school. I really never even planned on that. My grades were not great. But I applied and didn't meet a single requirement of the 6 items necessary for acceptance. I went ahead and applied feeling like it was what I was supposed to do. I never received a single positive comment from anybody accept my folks; no friends, no relatives no teachers, nobody. In fact my academic advisor actually laughed in front of me and said, "You'll never get in. I know your grades, remember." Then during the summer I was in the grocery store there in Wagoner, OK and I ran into my former high school music teacher, Mrs. Tommy Lou Abner. "What have you been doing?" she ask. I told her and then said, "I have applied for grad school." I think she could tell I wasn't really sure about that. She actually interrupted me and with a big smile on her face quickly said ,"Oh, that's a done deal there. They're going to want an outstanding young man like you. You're going to get in." I left that store walking on clouds. I went straight home and told my mother, "I'm going to get accepted. In fact I'm going to take summer school classes so I can graduate early and begin grad school in January." I'll never forget the look on my mother's face when I said that. She just nodded and said, "Well, whatever you think." One week later I received my acceptance papers from the school. I was in.

 

I took 16 hours summer school. Raised my grades. Graduated in Dec. and went to grad school on a full tuition scholarship that next January. Our words carry life. Our words carry death. I choose life. Be an encouragement this week to someone. You just really make a difference in that person's life. Have a great day. 

 

(source - Roger Raglin FB page)

[josephmrtn]

Look up Hawk Nelson's song Words its pretty good and talks about how our words effect ppl

[Culvercreek hunt club]

I thought I stumbled into an Outlaw Josie Whales thread when I read the first sentences...lol

[First-light]

It only takes a few seconds to speak words of encouragement. Those words may forever change them. 

Good piece Jordan.