The Snows Of Disbelief The Fiction Of Our Times

You need to stop being afraid of success. One of things I've noticed lately about both younger and older business owners is that they seem to be a little timid when it truly comes to being successful.

Have you ever been troubled about some problem? You long to find an answer. Suddenly, a book falls off a shelf or you feel inspired to turn on the television and hear the answer coming from an actor or talk show host or guest or you feel inspired to open a Bible to a certain location or someone walks up to you and says certain words that sound like the answer to your question. You might state, "What a coincidence." In my opinion, there is no such thing as coincidences. I truly believe that everything happens for a reason. We may not understand that reason for many days, weeks, months, or years. Eventually, you may realize that God orchestrated things in such a way that you could receive the exact guidance that you needed at the perfect time.

While the girls got ready for breakfast I found Ron and his friend, whose nickname is actually "Angel", who had now joined him, in the Saloon. I'd been hoping to locate him once more--I'd brought down a gift from my bag for him for his home. I had a rainbow sun catcher and a set of Mirror Talk affirmation clings with me. I'd packed them uncertain as to why or to whom I would give them. The wording on the sun catcher said, I've traveled to the rainbow's end and have found not gold, but you, my friend. Now I knew who they belonged to. Ron was so delighted with my gifts.

I plowed around in the snow that was up to my thighs, looking around the porch and glancing into some of the windows. Inside it looked like a cottage, wood floors and walls. A fireplace. I looked out to Walloon lake frozen and silent. The few flakes turned heavy just then and the dark clouds overhead seemed to break open. A wind came down and in minutes the air filled with snow. I struggled back to my car and could hear the whistling of the storm. It was ferocious. I could not see and I turned at the car door. It was a blizzard. The cottage was no longer visible. I had never seen a storm like this before. Storms came up and you went inside, but I couldn't see my hand in front of my face.

traffic pile The first accident occurred at the on and off ramps of Kellogg and 1st/2nd streets. bìa còng a4 of Kellogg continues as the on ramp for 1st/2nd streets in this exchange location. The white four door vehicle was on it's top blocking this on and off ramp location. I do not know the time of this accident. However, KWCH, Channel 12, news team was arriving on the scene of this accident around 9:30 am. After checking on Twitter for Updates on this accident from KWCH or KFDI, KFDI reports this accident has one fatality.

By the way, this safe driving tip applies to anything that takes your attention away from the road. Talking on the phone without a hands-free device, toying with the radio, reaching for something on the floor, and even (in the case of another friend) eating a Rollo while driving can distract you enough that you cannot make effective judgments!

Alternate 95 was virtually untraveled and unplowed. Remnant paths of cars gave indications of lanes. It was a tense, long drive. Brittany fell asleep. Heather kept me company. With my eyes glued to the road, I was able to enjoy several hours of her tellings of college life. That was why I had volunteered for this road trip--once Heather gets home she is always so involved with her siblings and friends--I seem to miss out on the one-to-one conversations which bring connectedness. I'd really been missing Heather. This was bittersweet--I was getting all the lowdown, but at the same time I was stressing over the drive. I was grateful for her insomnia.

Are you flying high in your career? Everything is lining up right and you are hitting it out of the park every single day. You just can't ask for more as it just seems to be going so well for you.