Time Management - Personal or Business

Time Management is something I have struggled with all my life. I am great at multi-tasking. However when you get to many things on your plate all that food can be a bit overwhelming. Then if somethings are not taken off that plate there is a great risk of a nervous break down or a heart attack leading to death.

There are so many neat things to do out on the internet, at home, and at work. But there comes a time to say "NO!" to something in as a means to keep the better ones going strong.

This past weekend I got hit with overload. So after much prayer and consideration. I have had to make some decision's as to what is important and what is needful.

• Vista366.com will be a Monday thru Friday blog
• I am going to keep the Tuesday Vista Is Here To Stay podcast.
• Only one major consulting/training project at a time.
• Other blogs and writing will be done as I get inspired and/or have time.
  

Some Time It Takes Encouragement

There are times when we need encouragement from other people. Like the old song, "No man is an island". If we ever feel that we are an island to our selves it get very, very, hard.

I am the type of person who likes bury myself in work. When I go through a hard place. As time gets harder, I start to pull myself from those around me, especially those who love and care about me.

There are days I find comfort from my morning reading of scriptures. This morning was Proverbs 24:12. I quote, "If you say, 'Bue we knew nothing about this,' does not he who weight the heart perceive it? Does not he who guards your life know it? Will he not repay each person according to what he has done?"

A lot of what I do, I really do not what I am doing. I am just acting, speaking or writing in the best the direction that seems right for that moment in time.

I Am Back

I am back posting on this blog. I won't say that this is going to be a daily post. In fact, I am looking for guest posts. People who have something to say about what is REALLY Going On. I don't want ABC, CBS, CNN, or NBC feeds, I want your view of what is happening in the world, today.

In a couple of weeks, I would like to start a weekly call in podcast. It will be along the same subject as this blog.

You can always email me at efc@efcussins.com

Farewell

Farewell My sin, my in ability to continue. So this is my last blog. Farewell.

The Warm Beach

The warmth of the morning sun penetrates the Banana Slug t-shirt that is on my back. The smell of the salt ocean air in my noise. Watching the morning sun push back the fog that came in during the early morning hours. The sound of ocean waves rolling up on sand in font of my feet. This is a taste of heaven.

Early morning on the beach is such a blissful time. The crowds have not arrived. I am standing facing the mighty ocean. Talking to God as if He is that big mass of blue water. And little old me standing in front of Him, getting my direction for the daily activities.

The warm sun at my back, the cool ocean air on my face, and the sounds of waves rolling on shore creates such a calming affect. There has been many a time I have wished this moment would never end.

I look to my right there is a man in his 70's with a metal detector. He is scanning the beach for money or precious items that was left behind from the previous day's beach goes. Some people have told me that he makes over $200 a day, just by waving his metal detector over the morning sand.

Off in the distance a jogger is running in my direction. I see her about every morning. Dressed in nothing but a sports bra and running shorts. She must be getting her energy for the day's battles by running next the mighty ocean.

Well my time of peace and tranquility is over. Now I must go back to the real cold world and its' reality.

Walking The Lonely Road 2

Arms and body shaking so bad that I can barely walk in a straight line. Oh God, the cold is getting to my body. I do not know when the cold and the wind will blow over my body. Then finally, my strength will be gone and gravity will pull me to the ground.

• What got me into this mess?
  
• Why am I out here all alone?
  
• Why do I have to bare the bitter January cold of the high desert?

The answer is simple, two sins; selfishness, and lust. The two things that I have let rule my fifty plus years.

Instead of bitting the bullet and finishing college, I quite. Not just once, but many times. Each time was to fulfill selfish gratification. Now I walk this lonely road with the satisfaction of having a college degree.

Just when I was starting to mend the relationship with my two oldest children, I made things worst. Now they won't talk to me. Whenever I can not think about them for long because the cold pain of evil, sinful self hurts to much.

The list goes on and on. I need intervention. I have had intervention in the past.

Teen Challenge. After a year in the program, I went to school and stayed there for another three years. Then I thought I was getting into a good relationship, but it turned lustful and it went downhill from there. I didn't have the intestinal fortitude to get out of it before it was to late.

Another step, I can't move. My body is shaking so bad. Just lifting my right leg up and putting my foot down in front of the left one is taking so my effort. I can't stop shaking!

Walking The Lonely Road

It is winter in the high desert of northern Nevada. I am maybe 50 miles north of Winnemucca on highway 95. There is not a car insight no matter which way I look.

The cold January wind has dropped the air temperature at least 20 degrees. My fingers were numb hours ago. My ears sting in pain even though my head is wrapped with an old flannel shirt. I dare not look at the ends of my fingers. I lost feeling of them some time back.

There is no place to go except to just walk north. Step, step, one foot in front of another. Left, right, left, right. each step is a deliberate effort. I dare not stop. If I did the cold and loneliness would over take me.

I looked up at the mountains, they are so far way. I will never reach them before night fall. I don't know where I will be at night fall. But I can not give up.

I fix my eyes on the mountains above where the road ends ahead of me. That is not where I am going. Where I am going is many many miles on the other side of those mountains.

Burrrr, the cold is penetrating the layers of shirts, sweaters, and jacket that I have wrapped around me. I never thought I could feel the cold like I am right now.

I can't think about the cold or the loneliness. I must keep walking no matter what I am feeling. I must reach those mountains before it gets dark. If I don't I do not know what I will do.