Through The Eyes of a Child

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I opened this email this morning from one of my sisters (thanks Sandy) and I was laughing so hard I was crying. I knew immediately that I had to share it here. If you enjoy it just half as much as I did it will be worth it.

This post is appropriately titled “through the eyes of a child.”

Dear God I am American
When I was growing up there was a very popular TV show hosted by a man named Art Linkletter. The show was called “Kids Say the Darndest Things”. I think this email attests to that. Perhaps some of you remember it. Many years later the show returned with Bill Cosby as the host and here is a clip from one of those shows when Bill brought Art on as a guest.


Charlie and the 5 Words

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church of GodDo you remember when you were a kid and someone would either read or tell you a good story?

Do you still remember some of those stories?
I’m sure you do.

I have no idea where this story originated or I would certainly disclose the source.

Once upon a time there was a little boy named Charlie.
And everyday Charlie would walk to school in a big hurry.

He always seemed to be running behind…

And one of the things that Charlie would do on his way to school is stop off at the church that was right beside the school.

He was only in there for about 10 seconds.

He would kneel down in the very last pew, and he only said 5 words.

The 5 words Charlie would say were:
“Hello Jesus, this is Charlie.”
And off to school he went.

Well, because of this little habit, many times Charlie would be late for school and would have to stay after as a punishment for being tardy.

Charlie never seemed to mind.

Charlie did this even on days when he would have been on time, had he not stopped at the church.

Yep, everyday… rain or shine Charlie insisted on stopping in the church to say his 5 words…

Hello Jesus, this is Charlie.

Well one day when Charlie was again rushing to school he made a bad decision when crossing the street and there was a terrible accident.

The driver of the car didn’t mean to hit Charlie and did everything he could to stop.

An ambulance was called but by the time they arrived Charlie had already drawn his last breath.

And what do you suppose were the first words Charlie heard after he passed away?



Hello Charlie, this is Jesus.


I hope you enjoyed that story.
I know I was just a young boy when someone told it to me,
and I’ve never forgotten it.

Your Greatest Conversation


Do you talk to yourself?

Go ahead… admit it!

You’re not crazy. We all do it.

I do it. You do it. And so does everyone else.

meditateThat little voice has been called many things. You can’t shut it off. Believe me when I tell you I’ve tried many times.

Years ago I had heard of the many benefits of learning to meditate. So day after day I would sit in my favorite chair, wearing comfortable clothing and I would pay attention to my breath.

I could hear the inhale, I could hear the exhale and the little space in between the two that was like complete silence.

I had already been forewarned that my mind would wander.

It did. Over and over and over and over and over.

When that happens I was told (through whatever instructions I was following) to just remain calm and redirect my focus back to my breath.

It sounds simple, doesn’t it.

Simple, yes.
Easy, no.

I realize that to get good at something… to get good at anything one has to do it repeatly.

Take golfers for example.

Golfers, in an effort to improve their swing will practice by hitting hundreds of drives daily. You may have heard of the term “driving range”.

It’s a place that golfers go to do just that.
They can’t play a round of golf there, but they can practice this one aspect of their game.

It’s the same reason why baseball players take batting practice and catch ground balls.

It’s same for musicians, dancers, actors and a bazillion other professions.

Perhaps I didn’t stay with the meditation ritual long enough to get really good at it. Although I will admit that I still do it occasionally and feel I do get some benfits from it.

The difference is that I now take a slightly different approach. I no longer place the pressure on myself of not noticing that little voice in my mind.

Now I find myself listening to it and saying to myself “Isn’t that interesting?”

… a technique I learned from Louise Hay (another one of my favorite authors).

Many of the things we say to ourselves today are the same things we said to ourselves yesterday and the day before.

Some of those things may stem from things our parents told us when we were very young. Start to pay attention to that little voice and see if there might be a few things that you’d like to change.

Do you make encouraging statements to yourself?
Do you make discouraging statements to yourself?

Are you hard on yourself? Do you call yourself names and criticize your performance. Or…

Do you appreciate yourself, and recognize progress and effort.

The greatest conversation you will ever have is with yourself.

Think about it.
Little Voice Management

I’d Rather Watch a Winner

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I first heard this poem years ago on an audio tape by Denis Waitley.

My children were very young at the time and I’ve always tried to keep its wisdom in mind as I raised them.

Perhaps you may want to do the same, realizing that we all are examples for others.


I’d Rather Watch a Winner

Than Hear One Any Day.

I’d Rather Have One Walk With Me

Than Merely Tell the Way.

The Eye is a Better Student

And More Willing Than the Ear.

Great Counsel is Confusing

But Example is Always Clearer.

The Best of All the Preachers

Are the Ones Who Live Their Deeds.

To See the Good in Action

Is What Every Person Needs.

I Can Soon Learn How to Do It

If You’ll Just Let Me See It Done.

I Can Watch Your Hands in Action

But Your Tongue Too Fast May Run.

And the Lectures You Deliver

May Be Very Wise And True

But I’d Rather Get My Lesson

By Observing What YOU Do… (Dad)

For I May Misunderstand you

And the High Advice You Give

But There’s No Misunderstanding

How YOU Act And How YOU Live

So please, my loving parents

let your lives show me the way.

I’m only a reflection

of what you taught today

So teach me by example,

don’t preach about what’s right;

And show me by your actions

every day and night.

I know that you’re not perfect,

in the things you do and say;

And the lectures you deliver

are to help me find my way;

But I’d rather watch a winner,

than hear one any day.

                  —Denis Waitley


A Father’s Love

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team hoytThis is an incredible story. I use to think I was a pretty good father…

Actually I still do… but if you watch these videos and you’ll see why I titled this post a father’s love.

Allow me to introduce you to Team Hoyt!

If you’ve ever seen or heard other parents speak negatively toward or about their children, it may have made you feel uncomfortable just being nearby.  I know it has had that affect on me. As parents we need to realize that we can either give our kids something to live up to, or something to live down to. Kids are much smarter then we give them credit for and their feelings are very real. They know when you’re treating them with love and respect or disdain and disrespect.

Granted… the Father in these videos has set the bar extremely high. Perhaps higher than any of us could ever even approach. He is a very special man called to do something that most of us are not.

But… I hope that we can all be inspired by him to raise our own bar a little higher. Keep in mind, someday the tables will turn and these little people (our children or grandchildren) that you now have a chance to influence will be larger, smarter and in a position to help you, the way you are in a position to help them now.

What will they remember about you when the tide turns?