Steve Jobs, the founder of Apple and the man who transformed consumer technology, died on October 5, 2011 at the age of 56. The story of his final moments is positively revelatory, especially in light of what his sister, Mona Simpson, revealed in his eulogy. As we know now, Steve's final words were monosyllables, repeated three times, "Oh wow! Oh wow! Oh wow!"
A friend e-mailed a helpful article to me about resolving breaches in relationships. The writer of the article confessed that during a confrontation, a colleague was unable to display empathy toward him because of the tone he was using.
In a meeting recently I heard someone say, "Lead, follow or get out of the way!" This is a pithy statement that seems familiar but requires a little follow up research. BTW - in one thread I followed, this statement was attributed to Yoda (!) then Jesus and finally Thomas Paine.
Steve Jobs truly was a golden boy - the greatest business executive of our era. He built a company that thrived because his products were completely innovative in nature, successfully combining artistry and technology.
These are just a few fears concerning nature that I picked out of a long list of phobias. What is a phobia? It is an exaggerated, usually inexplicable and illogical, fear of a particular thing.
It was 9:14 pm on a Sunday evening, September 25, when the phone rang. Darryl was in Idaho Falls speaking at a three-day Bible conference and I was sitting at home in Scottsdale quietly watching TV. It had been a wearying week and I was trying to patch myself together and regroup.
Years ago, when my boys were young, we went through a season where they were plagued by bad dreams. In my desire to comfort them, I remembered a sweet prayer my mother taught me when I was a little girl
We have begun the process of remodeling our townhouse which, of course, begins with demolition. This is our first major remodel and like anything new, Darryl and I are experiencing a significant learning curve.
I woke up this morning thinking about a satisfied life but before I could get out of bed that concept had already moved to a "gratified life." Let me explain. A satisfied life equals a contented life but a gratified life equals a life that brings pleasure, keen enjoyment and delight - often in surprising ways!
My mother taught me how to properly iron a shirt or blouse. (For those of you who are not familiar with an iron - it is a hand held implement with a heated flat steel base used to smooth clothes and linen!)