Character Building

Southwestern's mission statement is "Building character in young people since 1868". God's motto is definitely similar. On a character building day on the bookfield, I will take a few minutes before I go to bed to remind myself of all the good things I did today. In fact, I did a lot of things right:

--I took a cold shower in the morning
--I knocked on my first door at 7:36 am
--I smiled
--I made moms laugh
--I treated everyone with respect
--I said my sales talk
--I found needs
--I gave 30 people a chance to buy my books
--I didn't pre-judge them as "non-buyers"
--I kept a positive attitude that whatever the circumstances
--I remembered that God was the one to provide me any sales
--I kept going, trying to sell something
--I trusted the numbers game
--I worked really, really hard
--I self-talked myself into motion
--I was an emotional giant
--I talked to over 50 people that day
--I tried to not be pushy, but politely persistent

Tomorrow is going to be a great day!

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Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it

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