The Heart of Success and Significance

nolimitsI’ve never known a sailboat owner who set out on the open sea and forgot to put the sail up. Motor power is for a certain limited purpose. It would be impossible to enjoy the design and potential of a sailboat by exchanging the power of the wind for the horsepower of a motor.

Yet as humans, we often limit ourselves in such a way when we settle for running on our intellect, without tapping into the wondrous regions of the heart where creativity, feelings, emotions and vision lie.  Pause. Listen. When the motor is quiet and peace prevails, you can learn wondrous things.

The Heart of Success and Significance

When we pay attention to our heart – that’s where we can hear the voice of God. No one knows how to help you navigate treacherous waters better than the one who can see all. None other can stir the gifts within you like the one who made you. He is more than just a “universal energy”, just as you are more than just a bunch of atoms and molecules arranged in a brilliant way. He designed and created you with a purpose and wants you to succeed. He will move heaven and earth on your behalf (already has!) and is delighted to speak wisdom into your situation. We have to train ourselves to hear. And that involves raising our sails with the intent to catch the wind.

It’s so easy to get sucked into the whirlpool of busyness  where the urgent gets our attention – often at the expense of what is most important. If you are ready to exchange stress for rest, striving for peace and distraction for focus, you’re going to love the January weekend on Panama City Beach – Find Yourself by the Sea. Discover the heart of your success and significance. That’s time and money well-spent.


“Man hurries, God does not. That is why man’s works are uncertain and maimed, while God’s are flawless and sure. My eyes welling with tears, I vowed never to transgress this eternal law again. Like a tree I would be blasted by wind, struck by sun and rain, and would wait with confidence; the long-desired hour of flowering and fruit would come.”
― Nikos Kazantzakis

 

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