Self Reliance – the belief the God gives everything that we need to take the next step. What is it?

I am thankful to all those who said no. Because of them, I did it myself. ~ Albert Einstein

What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson. 

If we all exuded self reliance, what would our world be like?

What lies within the student who took a $6,500 course to become a Microsoft Certified System Engineer who was legally blind?

We must take full advantage of educational opportunities. 

Those who have the lowest level of skills, who refuse the required constant updating, will find themselves uncompetitive, under employed, and unfulfilled. 

If we all exuded self reliance, what would our world be like?

What lies inside the mom of a boy named Noah who spent day after day for months and months inside a Neonatal intensive care unit until her boy was healthy enough to come home.

We must confront and overcome the obstacles that we all must face.

Confronting our trials produces perseverance, and perseverance character, and character hope. And hope is a shinning beacon that lights our path during our darkest days.

If we all exuded self reliance, what would our world be like?

What lies inside the man who took personal responsibility for his actions by Sleeping in the boys room.

I’ve seen a lot of things in the bathroom. I’ve seen men peeing while making business deals on their cell phones. I’ve seen two VPs having a meeting. I’ve even seen men take their computers and spend hours in the bathroom doing their work. But never have I seen a man snoring so loudly that I thought the door would come off its hinges.

Self reliance means that you take personal responsibility for your own actions. You take personal responsibility and don’t blame others. You must work and produce results. Honorable work is great source of happiness, self-worth, prosperity, and security.

If we all exuded self reliance, what would our world be like?

What lies within the man whose raising three little kids – whose taken to court by his ex wife for a crime he did not commit.

You must stand for and defend the integrity of your own mind and the principles you believe to be honorable. You have to stand for something, or you’ll fall for anything.

Turn your anger in, and depression will follow. Turn your anger out, and wars will rage. Turn your anger up, and hope will shine.

Self reliance is born out of continually seeking education like the blind man did, overcoming the obstacles that we all must face like the mother did, taking personal responsibility for your own actions, and fighting for what you know to be right, like the father did.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us. 

If we all exuded self reliance, what would our world be like?

I’ve heard it told that you’ll never be happy until you embrace who you really are. Then I saw the starfire.

I’ve heard it told that you’ll never be happy until you embrace who you really are.

Then I watched a starfire begin to glow in the nighttime sky. “Dear starfire, why do you begin to glow?”

I listened to a mother, a stranger, tell her story. “So I told my son to not be afraid to go down to the pond. We’re going to have a lovely picnic down there. He was petrified and he started to cry. I told him that it will be okay. Mommy’s here and won’t let anything happen to you. Then, when my back was turned he fell into the water. I gasped. He screamed. I pulled him out. I didn’t now what else to do. So, i told him over and over that he didn’t fall into the water. It took me all afternoon to convince him. The power of a mom is truly amazing.”

I listened to the crowd laugh and cheer at this mother’s ingenuity.

I became sick.

Then I watched the starfire pulsate in the nighttime sky. “Dear starfire, why do I feel like you are following me?”

I relived a horrid moment with my adult child. I heard him say, “I hate your stupid messages. I don’t want to hear about how God is such a big part of your life. At least your not trying to force your God on me. But, your God hates me and I don’t want to hear about Him any more. Stop talking to me.”

That was the last I would hear from my own flesh and blood for a long, long time.

Then I watched the starfire burn in the nighttime sky. “Dear starfire, you burn so bright. Even in the middle of the dark, dark night, you light my path. For that, I thank you.”

Thought after thought surrounded me. Fear after fear assaulted me. Depression and despondency hugged me tight. “I am so sick of being depressed and longing for a real life. The throbbing headaches and the endless pain is wearing me out. I don’t know where to turn. I am stupid. No one likes me. I can’t do anything right.” My thoughts grew more and more into a bath of darkness.

Then the starfire burned so bright I thought that it might explode. “Dear starfire, I feel your warmth. I can hear your voice speaking to me now. “Let your negative thoughts go. They’re all lies. You know who you are.”

When I stopped thinking and I started to just back in the warmth, I felt the arms of Jesus firmly wrapped around me. “Dear child, I am a starfire in your life. I will always shed light onto your next step. I will never let you go. I will keep you warm through my love. In my hands I hold endless blessings for you. Think on me and follow my wisdom. That’s where true happiness lies.”

My starfire has never lied to me.

Bootsie’s amazing routine – a short story by STGrimes

Practical jokes were our lives. She put salt in the sugar. I short-sheeted her bed and added un-popped popcorn. She put something nasty in my stage water during our show. I exchanged her shoes for a pair two sizes too small. I called her Bootsie. She hated that named more then anything.

Our jokes were a way of telling each other how much we cared for each other. Bootsie and I were, in every way, brother and sister.

Then she figured out the joke of jokes. The whole crew was in on it. We were getting ready to leave from the railroad station. I went to the bathroom. They all left on the train. She had it all set-up. All I had to do was ask the guy at the desk where the train was and he was going to hand me a first class ticket on the next train. What a gag. It was by far her best, and her worst.

I never talked to the guy behind the counter. In the lobby, I ran into this girl, Anna, who had just dropped off her brother. Ran over her is more accurate. She saw bells from a minor concussion. I saw fireworks. I never even knew something like this was possible.

I picked up my suitcases and left for the hospital. I never went back.

Anna never left my side after that.

Bootsie did everything she could to get me back with the show. They would have welcomed me back with open arms. My heart wasn’t in it.

I married Anna and we had a little girl named Jada.

Bootsie and I talked all the time. For seven years we talked, but we never saw each other. During that time, Bootsie became an international star. And with that came an impossibly busy schedule and no time to see me.

My little girl, Jada, and I created a scrapbook for her aunty Bootsie. Bootsie was her hero in every way.

Then one day, Bootsie showed up at our doorstep, unannounced.

Bootsie had taken an extended break from her schedule. She called it a vacation. She needed to detox. That’s what she said. That’s not what it was.

Bootsie showed up at the front door. She was full of love and hugs and kisses.

Jada was absolutely thrilled. She actually talked Bootsie into putting on a show for us.

Bootsie said that she had a special new outfit that hadn’t even been in a show yet. She put it on. Wow.

Anna said that Bootsie was undeniably the most beautiful woman that either of us had ever seen.

I corrected her and said second most beautiful. Anna smiled.

Bootsie’s show was fabulous. We all applauded wildly. Then Bootsie surprised us even further by putting on a couple of her most famous routines as encores.

Jada begged and begged for another show. But alas, bedtime was at hand.

It was my turn to put Jada to bed. So, we said our goodnights and off we went.

When I came back downstairs about an hour later, I saw Bootsie and Anna sitting close together on the couch. They were laughing and holding hands like they were very old friends. I was surprised. I didn’t even know that they knew each other.

Bootsie told us that she didn’t need to go back right away. Anna insisted that she stay in the guest room.

Anna knew that Bootsie wanted to talk with me alone. So, she said her good nights. Before she left, she gave me a really strange look that I didn’t understand.

I looked at Bootise. She looked at me. It was quiet for an uncomfortably long time. I finally broke the ice and showed her the album that Jada and I had been making about her. It had all the articles written about her. It had all of her pictures. It even had re-created pictures of all of the awards that she had received.

Bootsie was happy and sad at the same time. “That should have been us.”

I looked at her, “Bootsie, you know know how committed to the show we both were. But, when I ran into Anna, everything changed.”

Bootsie looked at me. “Come on. You know why I’m here.”

I had no idea.

Bootsie said, “I will do anything that I can to get you back. You have to know that I never thought of you as my brother, even though that’s what I told everyone.”

Bootsie and I had a long talk. I told Bootsie that I wasn’t going to leave Anna.

We left it at that and I went to bed. Bootsie left. She had a show to do.

Anna was up and waiting for me.