Saturday, October 23, 2004

10.23.04

Hello Father

What a good nights sleep you gave me. I feel much better today. Well rested and ready to prepare for my meetings next week. Father thank you for this experience you are allowing me to live out. Father I pray that next week as the day approaches for us to present our knowledge and wisdom of the markets and our assests specifically that you use me as a witness of reality. Father you have not blessed me with spoken eloquence or persuasive conversation in group settings. I am sure you have done so for good reason, be it pride, arrogance, haughtiness, or the such. I pray on this day however that you touch the hearts of those who are listening as to give them understanding of my points. You and only you could soften the hearts of so many strong willed men.

Father the den of thieves is what I imagine, when it is such a far cry from that. I imagine Bruce as the mythic Cyclopes, eating up men to his hearts content having no compassion nor remore, no care and no have to. Father, I image I as not Odysseus but just a morsel of the mighty Cyclopes. Father may I have the Courage of one Joshua who took your charge and championed the people of Isreal to the promised land. Father you and only you could lead such a courageous adventure. This is my year to make it to the promised land, to prove my worth, to set the stage and the foundation for the future of the Portland market place. I have some knowledge, I have the ability to gain more, I need and desire the wit and the eloquence to verbally commit that peace of mind and confidence in the minds of other men. The men who hold the key to my earthly secular business success.

Father you are the gate keeper and the holder of the lock of success and or failure. You have given the keys to those in places of power that I have not tasted. You, through them and or through me possess the road map, the vehicle, and the fuel to propel me to the next level in the minds of man. Father I trust thee that you have the plan for my life and I trust the meeting on Wednesday will be filled with brilliant moments of your prescence. You and only you control the environment in the room on that day. Allow me to take the lead in the moments that make sense and allow me to take the back seat in the moments that dont make sense. Allow me the freedom to say I don't understand and allow me the grace of those asking the questions. Father, if I am on the offensive then I, through you, can control, to some degree, the outcome of the conversation.

Father thank you for your time today and everyday. Father be with me as I prepare and in preparation comes confidence. May I have much at Days End!

With love, care, and a great deal of humbleness. Yours, Amen

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