Category Archives: Helping Others

Inspiration is a beautiful thing!

We love to inspire and motivate our staff and our readers which is why we share uplifting quotes on our social media, and we have a board dedicated to inspiration on Pinterest.

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We understand that everyone is going through something in this life, and we want to encourage you to never give up, to keep pushing on, and to be everything you can be, everything you’re meant to be.

So follow our Pinterest board and our Instagram page to be inspired!

Road Rage-Maintaining Control in Out of Control Traffic

We’ve all heard the blaring horns, gotten glimpses of the angry faces (and possibly parts of the hand), and been subjected to furious drivers. You may have even experienced the anger yourself, but did you like the way it made you feel? Do you know what road rage does to your body? Just take a look here. http://www.angermanagementresource.com/road-rage.html. You might be surprised to see that your high brain function shuts down when you’re extremely angry, which can lead to blackouts.

So now that you know the dangers, what can you do to lessen your own road rage or shut out the fury of those impatient drivers around you?

Try listening to soft music or books on audio.

Talk to a friend on the phone but only if you have a speakerphone or Bluetooth. It’s best to keep both hands on the wheel in rush hour traffic. Make sure the person you choose to have a conversation with has a calming effect on you.

Practice deep breathing.

If you know you’re going to hit a traffic snarl at the same time every day, look for alternative routes to your destination even if it means going a few miles out of your way. Sometimes, a chance in scenery can boost your mood.

If you find that your temper is consistently getting the best of you (and not just behind the wheel), perhaps it’s time to consider anger management classes or counseling to help get to the root of the problem.

What Can We Do?

Delia Latham’s recent post, Try a Little Kindness, has garnered a lot of attention here, with good reason. As much as people get angry, upset at the world, or bitter about their circumstances, most of us want to see the good around us. We want to know that people do care. Even when our lives are busy and stressful, we can still take the time to show people that we think about someone besides ourselves.

Today I’ve made a promise to say something nice, do something nice, or be nice to someone who isn’t. I might even do all three. It doesn’t matter if my life is tougher than the person who is angry at the world. It only matters how I want to be…who I want to be.

I want to be the person who believes goodwill still exists in the world. I want to be the person who believes that one person really can make a difference. It certainly doesn’t hurt to try.

Lending time, money, and talent

In the current economic turmoil, do you cringe every time the phone rings?  It feels as if, nine phone calls out of ten, the voice on the other end of the receiver is soliciting for a donation.  Do you feel as if you’re pulled in a million different directions between school activities, family obligations, and church?  I want to share the story of a group of people that rose to the challenge and gave of their time, money, and talent for my family.

The devastating blow came fast when my father-in-law, Darrel, was diagnosed with stage four cancer.  In his typical fashion, he was concerned about his unfinished work, which was a garage roof in desperate need of repair.  Unable to work on it himself, and with my husband still recovering from a semi-accident, my father-in-law mentioned he didn’t want Linda, my mother-in-law, to have to worry about the roof.

His friend Erland contacted their church and expressed the need for assistance with the roof.   After all, my in-laws are both diligent workers and have generous spirits.  They are the first ones to volunteer to help serve soup suppers, funeral meals, and work on clean up days at the church.   My mother-in-law has played the organ at church for forty-four years.

We hoped three or four men would show up to help my husband and me, brother and sister-in-law, and our boys, but we were astonished on that Saturday morning as vehicle after vehicle arrived.  The eager workers brought tools for the task at hand, food and drink, and even purchased some of the supplies.  (I had wondered if we were going to have to tie my father-in-law in the chair to keep him off the roof, because under healthy conditions he would have been the first one to climb to the top of any ladder to help someone else.)

I can’t imagine how many nights and weekends it would have taken our small family to complete the tear-off and re-shingling of the garage roof, but many hands make light work.  It took twenty-four people, men, women, kids, pastors, and a neighbor passing by, twelve hours to complete the job.  The generous crew could have been at ballgames, lounging in their easy chairs, or tending to their own lists of endless daily chores, but instead they volunteered their precious time.

Through the eye of my camera, the day of my in-laws’ roof repair was a sight to behold.  Choir members that work in an office kneeled on top of the tar paper, perhaps praying not to fall off the roof.  Board members handed shingles up ladders, and the pastors were on clean up duty.  The heat from the sun and the tar paper caused sweat to bead on the backs and brows of the men and women alike as they performed the physical labor of tearing off tar paper and shingles, picking up splintered wood and old shingles, hoisting shingles, hammering, stapling, and climbing up and down ladders.

Other than their modern clothing, the scene reminded me of a time when neighbors worked together.  A simpler time when life didn’t seem so over-scheduled, and if your barn burnt down, your neighbors came to your aid and rebuilt it.  That’s exactly what happened.  As the group toiled away, our friends and even a neighbor saw the activity and came over to lend a hand.  The sun set, and darkness attempted to squelch our plans, but we labored on with the help of spot lights.  With all the charitable help, the task was finished in one day.

The men and women that arrived to shingle the roof aren’t a specific group or a committee.  They are just individuals that are associated through church, friends, and neighbors, each having generous hearts.  Each man and woman gave of their time, money, and talents to re-shingle my in-laws’ garage.  The roof is more than shelter for their vehicles.  It symbolizes generosity and a flashback to a gentler time when people came first.  Perhaps these difficult times will bring out the best in all of us and remind us to love our neighbor as ourselves.

About the author:  Victoria Roder resides in central Wisconsin with her husband Ron. Although they have three grown sons all making their way in the world, they now have a house full of misfit pets.  She enjoys camping, hiking, 3D bow shooting, snowshoeing, and motorcycle riding.  Please feel free to visit her website www.victoriaroder.com

 

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