Brad Rhame

Motivational Thoughts on Success, Leadership and Martial Arts

What it means to be a MOM

What it means to be a mom is hard to put into a short writing.  Mothers are an amazing gift from God to all the children that they touch.  Sometimes we think that being a mom means you must have your own children, but that it just not true.

How many of us can remember a special woman or teacher who gave us the love and attention we needed?  I could name so many ladies who helped raise me.  Women who were either part of our family or close friends with it.  I even have a couple of past teachers who have touched my life in a motherly way.

All men know they have no idea what it means to think like a woman.  I can confidently say that we don’t even have the capacity to do what women can.  I wish I could remember where I heard it, but there was a great word-picture put into my head a long time ago about the difference between men and women.  When comparing us to computers, men have one screen open at a time and women have multiple screens going all at the same time!  This also explains why they can switch from one subject to another so quickly, while driving men crazy!!

I watched my mom growing up and all she did and went through to keep our house a home.  Keeping up with the baseball, basketball, football, and whatever else we could find to join and participate in was a true accomplishment. “Soccer Moms” are Super Moms!  Many women work outside the home and then still find time to come home, cook, clean, pickup their kids, help with homework…AND do so much more.

All these years later, I now watch how my mom and all her female friends and family have achieved so much.  It brings me great pride to see the tenacity and perseverance shown by every woman and mom out there.  I also see this in my own home with my wife who stays home and homeschools our two boys.  Teaching is a full-time job and then having to find time to clean and work on personal hobbies is almost more than I can comprehend.

I love watching two women on similar life paths talk about their days.  You can see it in their eyes that they “get” one another.  They know exactly what the other is going through and it brings a sense of peace to know they aren’t the only ones.  God knew that men could raise children, but that they just weren’t made to handle everything women can.

I have so much respect for my wife, Anne.  She is constantly homeschooling our two boys and then finds time to have dinner ready when I come home from work.  She has clothes washing and drying, the dishwasher going, while at the same time trying to keep two growing boys from tearing up the house.  Then when the night calms down and the boys are off to bed, she finds time to pull out her painting business and work on some new projects.  I get tired just thinking off all she does!  AND…to top it off, she looks amazing at the end of the night after all of that!

Moms are such a magnificent whirlwind of beauty.  So many have to be away from their children for long periods of time, while others never seem to get any time away.  The ability to nurture at home and be professional in the world is absolutely astonishing!

There are numerous days that I don’t thank my wife and my mom for everything they do and have done for our families.  These two women are a couple of the most amazing ladies with whom I have had the opportunity to share my life.  I could not end this without mentioning my mother-in-law who is also an amazing woman!  After losing her husband to a long fight with cancer, she went back to school, got a degree, entered the workforce for the first time and has done amazingly well!  She is one of the loveliest ladies I know.

I am blessed to be able to write this and even more blessed to have gotten to share in the amazing stories of all the women who have come into my life.  Thank you, each one of you, for caring for me and showing me unconditional kindness…especially when I did not deserve it!

If you have or know of a special woman in your life please tell her how special she is and what an amazing job she is doing.

And that is what it means to be a mom!

 

 

Sales, Stories, and Car Accidents – by Brad Rhame

My entire “driving” life I have always wondered why people feel the need to slow down, when driving past an accident.  I mean, they see stuff like this or worse on TV…right?!  Well, it finally made sense to me over twenty years later.

 

I was driving home last night and came to find out that I couldn’t even pull down my street, because there was a car that had crashed into a telephone pole and knocked down a power line.  My family was outside watching everything happen and so I joined them.  We were like bugs attracted to a light.  With all the ambulance, police and fire department lights, we were all amazed at what was going on.

 

As I was standing there watching this event unfold, I realized I was like one of “those people” who would slow down at an accident to see what was going on.  Then, I remembered a YouTube video that I had watched a couple days earlier, by Christine Clifford.  She was talking about selling to people through the use of stories.  Her main point was to use your story to get people interested in your product or service.

 

This all made sense as we were standing there at the car accident site.  We were wanting to know the story of what happened.  This required us to pay attention to the details, through our eyes and ears.  When we finally had most of the details, we were able to put the story together for others to hear.

 

That is why we go and see movies, read books, and listen to music.  We want a story told to us.  People love stories and some love telling those stories.  Think of how people gather around to hear others tell an amazing event that happened to them.  That is why it is so important to be a good story teller.

 

Those who can master the art of story telling can transfer that into their sales presentations.  By capturing a client’s attention, through the art of story telling, we can give them a better idea of how our product or service works.  So, if you want to become great at sales, then you need to master the art of telling a good story…your story.

 

There is one nice thing that this revelation has done for me twenty years later.  I won’t become frustrated anymore at people, in traffic, who slow down to watch an accident.  They are just looking for a story to tell.

 

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Love

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“Love in a Scriptural sense is not a soft, sentimental emotion. It is a deliberate act of my will. It means that I am willing to lay down my life, lay myself out, put myself out on behalf of another.”

Phillip Keller

There is no more important concept in the Bible than love. The Bible cannot be properly understood unless we first understand that every teaching, every principle, and every application of the Scriptures must be filtered through the lens of love.

Matthew 22:34-40 – In this passage Jesus explains that the most important commandment in the Scriptures is to love God with all your heart, mind, soul and strength, and then to love people as yourself. When saying that all the law and the prophets hang on these 2 commandments Jesus was no doubt alluding to the cross. Jesus hung on a tree in a perfect demonstration of love. Jesus loved…

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My Grandfather…A Silent Strength

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My Grandfather…A Silent Strength

 

My grandfather, who is known as Papaw, was a man of silent strength.

 

He had so much in life, but he would never tell you that.  His house was big, but you would never know it from looking at it.  The cars he drove were nice, but nothing too showy.  He invested his money well and had a great retirement.  During his retirement he liked to play a lot of golf.  He was also the treasurer at his church, that he attended almost every Sunday with his wife. But the most treasured thing he had was his family.  He had wonderful children, who gave him grandkids (me being one of them!), to which we then gave him great grandkids.

 

Papaw wasn’t much of a hugger, but boy could he find just the right time to poke you.  There was this mischievous smile that would come across his face anytime he was joking with you.  He never hesitated to take a verbal jab when given the opening. I loved joking with him.

 

Something I will always remember about my Papaw is walking into his family room and seeing a football or baseball game on the television.  He liked to keep up with the local teams.  Also, there was never a time when he didn’t ask you how school was going.  Later, when I was working and not in school, he would ask how work was going.  He would inquire as to what exactly I did and if I saw myself staying with the company.  One thing I will remember him saying when I got my first job was to learn everything I possibly could about the company.  That way I would always be ready to move up and take the next step.

 

Papaw loved to tinker around in his basement fixing things.  That came natural, seeing as how he was a civil engineer by trade.  He gave over 30 years to one company!  He did well financially, but like I said you would never know it by looking at him.  You could always catch him wearing his sweater with a button-up shirt underneath.  His slacks and loafers would finish it off.  He was always well groomed.  Papaw took pride in himself, as well as, what he owned.  His yard was also always mowed, raked and he would  weed-eat whenever necessary.  I remember helping him clean leaves out of his gutters and then bagging them up.

 

Down in my parents basement there is a bridge made with popsicle sticks.  Papaw spent a whole day helping me build it.  He did most of the work, but showed me what to do at each stage.  I did the gluing and he would tell me where to put all the sticks.  I took it to school the next day to enter it into the competition.  It held almost 40 lbs. before the middle support gave out.  After I told him how well it did, he started thinking about how we could have made it better.  He was never one to stop thinking.

 

Down in his basement there was a pool table and Ping-Pong table.  That kept my dad, two brothers and me pretty busy.  A lot of times, when my mother’s whole family was together, there was quite a bit of competition in that basement with my grandfather, uncles, dad, brothers, and me playing.  I will miss those days a lot.

 

I recently got a chance to bask in those memories when I went over to my grandparent’s house, where they used to live. The house is still furnished the same way I remembered it.   As I walked through each room I could remember different holidays spent in each one.  I would even stop and stare at a picture or touch something to bring back the memory.  I even opened up the cookie drawer.  I loved everything about that house.  The long hallway, that turned at a 90 degree angle at the end, would leave echoes wherever you walked or talked.  There was one room where I caught the floor on fire, while playing with matches.  Another room was where my Papaw setup his office.  I spent so many days in that house laughing and playing.

 

The most amazing thing I will remember about Papaw is his dedication to his wife, my Mamaw.  He took her golfing, shopping, out to eat, on vacations, and many more places.  He was always there for her, even through her Alzheimer’s.  Once he realized he couldn’t take care of her by himself, he took her to a really nice place where she could have more attention.  He would wake up every morning and drive over to see her for breakfast.  Many times he would spend the day there, so he could help with lunch and dinner.  The ladies who worked there knew my Papaw well.  He would greet each one by name and each would say, “Hi Bill”.  My Papaw cared for his wife deeply and it showed in everything he did for her.  He was a great example of a loving and patient husband.

 

Exactly two years later from when my Mamaw passed away, so did my Papaw.  He loved his wife very much and is now with her in Heaven.  I, too, will miss Papaw very much, but I know I will see him again one day.

 

His silent strength will be missed, but never forgotten

 

The Holy Spirit

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While we commonly acknowledge that Jesus is God, we don’t often think of the Holy Spirit as God. He (not it) is the third person of the Trinity and the bridge between the spiritual world and the physical world.

One of the most significant differences between the Old Testament and the New Testament is the functioning of the Holy Spirit. In Old Testament times God’s presence was with men but it was outward. While this has not changed, in the New Testament He is also present in man. We can receive the Lord!

 

To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.

Colossians 1:27

John 14:15-20 – In this passage Jesus refers to the Holy Spirit as “another Helper” which means there was a first Helper which was Jesus Himself…

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The Number One Requirement for Achieving Success

Everyone is looking for the secret to achieving their dreams.  The one idea or act that will help them conquer all their obstacles.  Well, there is a “secret” that everyone knows, but not everyone practices.

It’s called Selling.

If you can’t sell yourself on getting out of bed, then you will miss out on life.  If you can’t sell yourself on losing weight, then you will always be out of shape.  If you can’t sell your boss on getting a raise, then you will be in the same financial situation as the year before.

Everything in life requires selling.  Everything.

Selling is an art.  To sell well, requires constant focus.  Just like losing weight or anything worth achieving in life, you have to be willing to do the work.  Too many people live life like a lottery game.  They are just hoping that one day everything will come together.  Well…life doesn’t work like that.  If you are hoping that things will change, then you have to be willing to change them.  Take control of your life.

Selling is used everyday by children, who are looking to get something from their parents.  Selling is used by doctors, who have to convince their patients to get better.  Selling is used by teachers who have to persuade their students to do their homework or study for a test.  We are selling ourselves everyday in everything we do.

If you want to offer life more, then learn the art of selling, persuading, convincing or whatever other word you want to call it.  Selling will always be a part of our lives.  We just have to realize it and know how to use it.

How to Blog Successfully: 10 Tips

When My Blog Died

Have you run out of time for your passion?

A Holistic Journey

EKGgreenI want to file an official complaint as a subscriber to the Holistic Wayfarer for going MIA on us. (Completely forgetting she’s been out week after week with his son while keeping the lessons going.) You need to blog again, be reminded there are good people all over the world. They want to hear from you. When you don’t blog for a while, you crawl into yourself and scowl about all the !@#! people around us. You become deeper, happier, and look out when you engage your readers. You should take a few days off school, give T a break, and just BLOG.

~ Mr. Wayfarer last night

Tenny_studio2015C(Gasp. A break?? The boy has his Sabbath.)

Where I’ve been is a good question. The kitchen, trying to keep up with You-Know-Who’s sumo appetite. Foodie is growing before my eyes. We’ve been at the annual appointments I saved for the summer…

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