Some sales advertising campaigns appear weak because instead of building with many nails, these advertising techniques use the same ole nail and many, many hammers. These too commons, “For a limited time only” and “This is your last chance!” have been totally hammered. They have been hammered clear through the 2 x 4 and deep, deep into the ground. But, hold your applause, another long-nosed hammerhead is swinging into action, obviously convinced that “All new” interest will be created by banging on that same ole 2 x 4 with renewed force. I wish they would please quit already. I’m guessing that when they finally get those nails all put to bed, it’ll be in the mining beds. These advertisement’s effectiveness has become a genuine fairy tale and the only “All new” reality is that This is your last chance for a limited time only!”
When all our forces are directed, non stop, at the same point, we soon lose our effectiveness and we go on exhibit appearing quiet dull and looking a little suspicious. We need to iron out our goals after engaging other peoples input, not everything in this world is a slam dunk. We need to expect people we work with to furnish us with many, many nails, each nail honed to a very effective point.
Oh yes, I’ve sometimes ignored what other people tell me and tried to take things into my own hands, what in the world was I thinking? Did I really expect to have them pull with me, on my side, as a team? Without other peoples input, how strong a support base would I have? It would be built with bent rusty nails with flat points and lots of hammers!
This plea for your continued support has no “For a limited time only” or “This is your last chance!” I’ll always need your input.

What we think, are what we is! We sit and brew or stand and chew at our feelings. Not always totally aware are we, that only with our help, do our feelings have the power to control us. One of the very most favorite marinating juices that we like to dip our thoughts into is the Sorry Sauce. Too often we encourage our thinking to be sautéed in the “Poor Me!” condiment, which has, by the way, water based ingredients.
“How will this affect others?” on the other hand, is an oil base product and is much thicker and healthier. It certainly takes more energy to shove our thoughts in there and then pour them back out of our bottled up feelings. Definitely requiring the, “Shake well before using” technique to realize the full potential of this flavor.
Before we throw our feelings out as the centerpiece, we need to do an experiment! Let’s mix these two distinctive flavors together to see how the oil base reacts to the water base. We’ll see immediately, that the oil base (“How will this affect others?”) stands solid and ready to lubricate. It stands ready to help the right thoughts slide into the right conversations at the right places and besides, it literally walks all over its weaker foundation, the water base (Poor Me!). Meanwhile, where is the “Poor Me”? Why, its all hunkered down, trying to hide under the (“How will this affect others?”) oil base thought structuring cavity.
Further questions or comments?

Sunday Devotional
The ordinary bicycle has been with us for many, many years, just a stones throw backwards, all bicycles looked pretty much alike. Then frames began to get lighter, tires skinnier and shifting speeds more varied. Where did a bike, is a bike, is a bike, go? The good old two wheel design is as old as dirt.
Then suddenly someone dared to be different. Instead of following the proven, time tested design, I‘m looking at a bicycle with both peddles extending past the seat to the front. Instead of peddling in a circular motion, you’re obligated to peddle straight forward and back when riding the bike. From there we went to the incumbent and everything in between. What amazing changes! Designers stretched their creativity right past the standard bicycle design and right next to infinity.
As we look at other familiar objects which have reflected the same image for ages, our creativity is blocked because we’ve accepted that as being the standard for these items. We aren’t even willing to consider possible improvements. In most cases we are willing to simply accept the object or design for what it is, because its always been that way.
“The meek shall inherit the land.” Though this promise is old, in today’s world it might seem as strange as redesigning the egg carton. Shouldn’t it be the bold, the aggressive, the outspoken will inherit the land? The rich, reckless and violent? How can the timid, the shy, the quiet, the reserved, or the humble lay claim to anything? Yet, in God’s design, they will finally get it all!

God, give me a humble heart and gentle spirit so that I might enjoy your inheritance and spread your peace.

Ok, so I tried to justify it by referring to it as a discussion. But, why did my voice continually become stronger and louder and louder and louder? Since when are very loud noises more convincing than carefully selected phrases?
Oh, by the way, have you ever noticed how yelling at someone comically flattens out their attractive facial features? Wow, if my yelling does that to them, how badly must winding up into a full fledged yell screw up my own facial features?
Did I really think that yelling would intimidate anyone into agreeing with me? I believe if I were in the yellee’s shoes, I would simply shut my entire face up to business at hand, flat funny facial features and all, and let the lunatic go ahead and rave on. I might even encourage him to continue yelling until every last shout has babbled out and silence might once again be heard. Then I’d step forwards and calmly walk away.
This kind of a surprise attack would put the perpetuator in a very awkward position. You see, he always battles to get the last word and suddenly, in shock, wouldn‘t be able to remember if he did or not.
There must be some kind of recipe to help me keep my resolve not to ever argue loudly for any reason ever, ever again.
What if we’d pre-temper our temper for strenuous use?

Trees use a mixer called Photosynthesis ("putting together with light.”) Appearing to stand motionless, trees weave sunlight, water and carbon dioxide together for their energy booster, glucose. As they perceive the days getting shorter and shorter, they slowly shut down their food-factories and begin to live off the food they’ve stored during the summer. As the bright green fades away, yellows and oranges begin to appear. Small amounts of these colors have been in their leaves all along, but were covered up by the green chlorophyll. The bright reds and purples are made mostly in the fall. In 50 years one tree recycles more than $37,000 worth of water, provides $31,000 worth of erosion control, $62,000 worth of air pollution control, and produces $37,000 worth of oxygen.
Trees are good noise barriers.
Two mature trees provide enough oxygen to supply a family of four.
Hospital patients heal faster, require shorter stays and less painkillers if room windows face trees.
People who plant trees become healthier, better looking, richer, and have more friends (well maybe that's stretching it a bit) - plant a tree and find out! (Tree info borrowed from “The Web”)
Always walk like a tree!
You’ve heard it said, “Go straight ahead and If you come to a fork in the road, take it!
When you hold me up to the light, is there any color value in my “photosynthesis”?
When I get bogged down and feel like I’m getting nowhere, am I still not moving at the speed of a tree?
When the hurdle of change is thrown into my path, is my challenge not to chew up the hurdle and let it produce those bright reds and purples!
Always walk like a tree, our true colors are reflected by the leaves of our past!
Enjoy -
My fourthsight of the three dimensional view.
A blanket of snow, without a footprint, is limited to its melted value!