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Amazing word of advice from Mr. Kevin DeLory
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Tell your people you love them. Appreciation goes a long way.
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I like to introduce my dear friend Bill Burg
Bill Burg and I go back 2017 which is six years. I hired Bill i n2017 at USA Mortgage. I was boufgr Mr. Burg was hired as a loan officer. He was offered a larger salary and position that it was better than he had at USA Mortgage at a different Mortgage Company about a year later. We kept in touch over the years until he recruited me and my team in January 2021. We grew our friendship and are still going strong with common interests we share. Bill Burger-King will be an important part and contributing partner in this section.
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Another message from the one and only, Kevin DeLory. Thank you Kevin, for sharing
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During his 2005 commencement speech at Stanford University, Steve Jobs talked about three personal anecdotes that illustrated some important points for the graduating class. These stories represent the things he wanted to work together on:
- Connecting the dots
Key points:
Dropping out of college – six months after starting at Reed College, Jobs dropped out but continued to hang around campus and take classes that interested him.
Calligraphy class – although it seemed impractical at the time, taking a calligraphy class was integral in designing typography on the Macintosh computer.
Trusting your path – you can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backward. Trusting that your future dots will connect down the line is what gives you hope even when it doesn’t make sense now.
Lesson: Have faith in yourself by following your curiosity, even if it seems irrelevant at present.
- Love & loss
Key points:
Founding/firing from Apple – Starting Apple in his parents’ garage and getting fired from a company he built up were mentioned by Jobs.
Finding new passion(s) – Following those events, he found other projects (NeXT, Pixar) which eventually brought him back to Apple.
Importance of loving what you do – He said people should seek out what they love because work will consume most of their lives; and you can only be satisfied if you do great work believed in.
Lesson: Continue striving for success despite failure setbacks as this may open bigger doors later on.
- Death
Key points:
Facing mortality – Being diagnosed with an uncommon form of pancreatic cancer made death more real for him than ever before, according to Job’s speech.
Living purposefully – Realizing life is short and not wanting to waste any more time living someone else’s dream or being confined by other people’s thinking after such an experience changed everything for him personally;
“Stay hungry. Stay foolish.” Afterward he concluded with this advice from the back cover of the final issue of The Whole Earth Catalog, which urged people to never stop being curious and settling down in their lives.
Lesson: Recognize life’s impermanence so you can focus on what really counts – continual growth and learning.
In summary
Steve Jobs’ three narratives from his commencement address share these collaborative themes:
Trust the process – stay curious even when there isn’t a clear path ahead.
Follow your passion – don’t give up on what you love because setbacks are stepping stones to better opportunities.
Live purposefully & urgently – embrace change as a necessary part of growth while staying curious all through life about everything around us.
These ideas collectively encourage individuals to trust themselves, work hard at what they are passionate about and live intentionally with curiosity every step of the way.
Here’s Steve Jobs inspirational commencement speech.
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What is the party of Democrat Socialist. What do Democrat Socialist stand for and believe in?
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I want to thank my dear friend Peter Arcuri @peter who I highly respect as a client, friend, writer, advisor, and business associate and partner on all he does for the team at GCA, being my advisor, going over ideas and business plans especially with Great Content Authority Forums, and spirituality and life in general. I like to start this forum to share the views of others on their thoughts and opinions of everything that is going on today in the United States and the world. I like to thank Peter for volunteering of taking on the responsibility of being my mentor and professor on studying and mastering the Christian’s view of the Ten Commandments. As I was working i overheard a YouTube video my wife was listening too and asked her what she was listening too. It seemed like whoever was talking, he stole my pricinples, ideology, and foundation i live by every day and base most of my business decisions and make my decisions on who my acquaintances and friends are. So I yelled to my wife who’s the guy talking on YouTube. She yells back, “THE TEN COMMANDMENTS.” That’s when I text Peter Arcuri. I will explain on a separate subforum on why I requested Peter for taking on the task on educating me on a following subforum at a later date on this thread. Basically, I asked Peter Arcuri, “Peter, can you teach me all about the ten commandments.” Peter’s response: ” Easy. Don’t Fuck Anyone.” Okay. Now I know where this academic thesis of the Ten Commandments will lead to. Here’s what started all this
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A homily early in Advent last year at St. Paul’s in Tampa, reminded me of a similar homily I heard years ago about prayer. There was a flood predicted and one man refused to heed the warning of the local authorities to vacate before the flood arrived, his answer was, “I will be fine I am praying to God.” Some hours passed and the flood worsened, the sheriff sent a boat to the man’s house to rescue him, “I am fine I am praying to God.” The boat left only to return three hours later and the man still refused to leave. Finally, the man was on his roof praying to God for help when just then a helicopter arrived to save him, still he refused, and he drowned.
When the man was greeted by God at the pearly gates he asked God, why He didn’t help him after praying so hard, God said “ I did help you I sent the sheriff, a boat and a helicopter.” The moral of the story is God answer prayers, maybe not the way we want, but He answers them.
I know God answers prayers, I don’t know how? I have prayed and prayed for things in my life, these prayers were not answered right away. If my prayer wasn’t answered, so I thought, it really was answered and the answer was “no.” God will give us the tools to help ourselves, we have to be aware of them and use them accordingly. I always pray, I wake up and pray, a prayer is constantly going through my head, and so many times the devil enters to trip me up with the words, he wants me to trip and fall so he can help me. It may have worked at one time, not now, and that’s the reason I am writing this story.
I pray to Padre Pio, “pray, hope and don’t worry,” that was Padre Pio’s mantra. I wear a St. Benedict medal attached to my crucifix to keep the devil away. For the last few weeks I have been wearing a Immaculate Mary medal on a black leather bracelet. I was never in the habit of praying to Mary, I do now and it works. My worries and troubles have not changed, but praying to Mary has eased my mind and prepared me for the future with a clearer head. This past Advent I prepared myself for the arrival of Jesus, and I have never felt so serene and so joyous. I know my prayers are being answered. In the end of this life I fully believe that praying has made a difference in my life. Pray!A homily early in Advent last year at St. Paul’s in Tampa, reminded me of a similar homily I heard years ago about prayer. There was a flood predicted and one man refused to heed the warning of the local authorities to vacate before the flood arrived, his answer was, “I will be fine I am praying to God.” Some hours passed and the flood worsened, the sheriff sent a boat to the man’s house to rescue him, “I am fine I am praying to God.” The boat left only to return three hours later and the man still refused to leave. Finally, the man was on his roof praying to God for help when just then a helicopter arrived to save him, still he refused, and he drowned.
When the man was greeted by God at the pearly gates he asked God, why He didn’t help him after praying so hard, God said “ I did help you I sent the sheriff, a boat and a helicopter.” The moral of the story is God answer prayers, maybe not the way we want, but He answers them.
I know God answers prayers, I don’t know how? I have prayed and prayed for things in my life, these prayers were not answered right away. If my prayer wasn’t answered, so I thought, it really was answered and the answer was “no.” God will give us the tools to help ourselves, we have to be aware of them and use them accordingly. I always pray, I wake up and pray, a prayer is constantly going through my head, and so many times the devil enters to trip me up with the words, he wants me to trip and fall so he can help me. It may have worked at one time, not now, and that’s the reason I am writing this story.
I pray to Padre Pio, “pray, hope and don’t worry,” that was Padre Pio’s mantra. I wear a St. Benedict medal attached to my crucifix to keep the devil away. For the last few weeks I have been wearing a Immaculate Mary medal on a black leather bracelet. I was never in the habit of praying to Mary, I do now and it works. My worries and troubles have not changed, but praying to Mary has eased my mind and prepared me for the future with a clearer head. This past Advent I prepared myself for the arrival of Jesus, and I have never felt so serene and so joyous. I know my prayers are being answered. In the end of this life I fully believe that praying has made a difference in my life. Pray!
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Is there God. Is God Real? Is God Good? The Ten Commandments. Who is our Creator? Adam and Eve. Jesus. What is Heaven? Hell? Who is Satan? Who created Earth, the sun, the moon. Life and death. What makes a person Good, Bad, or Evil. Many questions for nonbelievers.
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I may have been destined to become a concert pianist. After all, I began my piano lessons at age 7, like my two older sisters. Piano playing was a prerequisite for the Catholic school we attended. A nun, Sister Stella had a sister who was also a nun at St. Anthony of Padua in lower Manhattan; her name was Sister Catherine Marie. Sister Stella, who was in her 80’s, small and ornery, had the difficult task of teaching us. My love of music was put on the back burner after I realized the pain and agony involved in learning. A wooden ruler would grace your knuckles for every sour note, not like the piano was ever properly tuned. The fear of striking the wrong key would resonate through my body. I would begin to sweat, and I already stuttered, which didn’t help. By the time I was eight, my knuckles were raised with callouses. I was the envy of the martial arts world.
My earliest memory of nuns was when I was in the first grade, standing in line after lunch, waiting to go back inside the classroom. The kid behind me didn’t appreciate his lunch, or maybe he was scheduled for a piano lesson and threw up on my pants. He vomited all over the back of me. The nuns felt this was not part of their job description to clean me and began to yell at me. What did I do? They called for my older sister, who was in the 8th grade, to come down and clean me up. I was crying, stuttering, and everyone was yelling at me. That day I learned every curse word in the book; my sister was muttering them under her breath.
As I have mentioned, I stuttered, and I was a big kid, so I sat in the back of the classroom. Because I stuttered, I was made fun of, and the nuns who were teaching me thought I was either an idiot or I couldn’t see well. But they didn’t move me to the front of the class. Instead, they told my parents I needed glasses. Duh? Glasses to cure stuttering! I started wearing reading glasses when I was 55; to this very day, my distance vision is great. Funny, back then, whatever a nun would suggest, my parents, and all parents, would blindly follow.
I wasn’t particularly bright. Since I stuttered, I never raised my hand to give the answer. One day I knew the answer; I raised my hand. I am beaming with information this time, “Sister, Sister, Sister.” She ignored me and said, “John, what’s the answer.” As John searched his heart and soul for the answer, my insides were bursting, and I yelled out the answer. No one knew I even had a voice; I did, and I wanted to answer. When I bellowed out the answer, the nun turned to me and said, “Is your name John?” I was sent to Mother Superior’s office. Mother Bettina was not a force to be reckoned with. She was 90 if she was a day. You knew you were in deep trouble when she rolled her sleeves up. I always wondered what was up their sleeves? She kept a metal ruler handy, not wood, metal, probably because the wooden rulers cracked after so much use. If you failed a test by 10 points, that meant ten cracks on your open palms to make up the difference in your grade. If you still failed, they didn’t give you back the points, just the pain. My knuckles were sore, and my palms were beet red; I could hardly hold a pencil. That yelling out in class got me ten cracks, and I knew the answer! What a way to teach.
My sister Joanne was left-handed. The nuns constantly tried to correct this; they thought being left-handed was a problem. Ironically, my sister became a Sister herself. I never thought nuns were human; I thought they had wheels for their feet like robots. Then one day, their habits were adjusted for more comfort. Imagine my surprise!! Oh, my, they have hair and feet! I then realized they were human.
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The Power of the Holy Spirit🙏
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What Is the Holy Spirit’s Role in a Believer’s Life?
The Holy Spirit convicts believers of sin, fills us with God’s strength and wisdom, and produces fruit that draws people to Jesus. When we place our faith in Jesus, the Holy Spirit dwells inside us. This permanent indwelling means we … Continue reading
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Inspired by a tragic event that occurred on Fat Tuesday, March 5, 2019. A story of life, death and faith and the journey of an ordinary guy called by the Holy Spirit, this odyssey follows him through the senseless death of an innocent girl and his struggle with PTSD, his own mortality and his devout beliefs. The Spirit travels through the lives of other realistic characters as they find their way through their own beliefs creating their own unique moral compasses. The perils of day to day life culminates each journey with a heartwarming story of faith and love of others.
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