one of those days
Ever have one of those days when you need to get something done, but you just can’t accomplish the task? I’m filling in for Doug tomorrow at Radius and I’ve been spending the entire day trying to come up with a decent message. The problem isn’t that I don’t have anything. It’s that I’ve got too many ideas right now.
Typically, planning a message for our students is a breeze. I can come up with a concept and content fairly quickly and easily. However, whenever I have to speak for another audience, my prep time quadruples and I can never seem to keep things simple. My ideas run together and I change the content around a dozen times. It’s really frustrating. I’m not sure why it is, but I think it’s because I’m trying too hard.
Anyway, I’m continuing Doug’s series on “Reverber_Eight: Lives of People who Shook their World.” Who did Doug so graciously give me to speak about? Audrey Hepburn.
Now, I’ll admit now that I’ve done some studying, Audrey Hepburn lived a pretty interesting life. But I’m still trying to find the best angle to take. Whatever I do, I’m going to include the following poem. It’s one of her favorites and she apparently shared it with her children about a month before she died.
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!