Walk the Talk
Your character is revealed in what you do.
It has been said that talk is cheap, meaning that people will often tell you what they think you want to hear. It is a pet peeve of mine when people do that. I try to be a man of my word. I have not always succeeded at keeping it, but I don't intentionally mislead people with what I say. When I can't keep my word because of circumstances out of my control, I at least try to explain it.
I think I may be in the minority when it comes to keeping my word. Perhaps it is due to how I was raised. I admit that I am old school in many respects. I was taught to keep my word. In fact, when I was caught in a lie, Mom literally washed out my mouth with a bar of soap. LOL. I never forgot that lesson. Do parents still do that? Probably not.
Maybe I am too naive. When someone tells me they are going to do something, I tend to take them at their word and move on. Sadly, I have been burned many times in life by people who just tell me what I want to hear. I have had to learn the old adage the hard way: “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.”
I am eternally optimistic and trusting by nature, but I have learned that not everyone who calls you friend is a friend. Not everyone who says they love you really loves you. Their actions will tell the truth. Pay attention or pay the price.
Shalom!
Daniel Skognes
9/14/19
danskognes.com
Higher Education Professional
5 年This is so very true and much needed!
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5 年Amen!
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5 年This made me think of Psalm 15:4, I like what Bible Hub has on this:?https://biblehub.com/psalms/15-4.htm
"I knew it! Why didn't I follow my intuition?!" Aren't you tired of saying that?
5 年I got caught up in the Archdiocesan downsizing in 2005. I took a position as a kindergarten teacher after a year off. My brother screamed in my ear before the 1st day of school, "Don't let them know how weird you are! You have to keep this job!" During the 1st week of school and on recess duty, I watched as the children half dragged- half carried Allison to me. She had fallen and scraped her knee. The children circled around us with a Look that shouted "Do something!" Had I been at my long time school, I would have sung the words to an Indian healing song. ??The Earth, the air ?? the fire, the water ?? return return return return.... ?? But with my brother's words ringing in my ears, I sang only the chorus. ?? Ahe ahe aho aho.... ?? while my hands hovered over her scraped knee. Troy, with big blue saucer eyes said to me, when I took a breath, "Miss Turner, that's not the magic part of the song. You have to sing the words." I hung my head in shame. ??♀? We cannot hide who we are.?? Children see, and they call us on it. Thank you, Daniel, for triggering this memory.????