Thursday, September 16, 2010

Conquer Your Fears And Start Wishing

Imagine that you just arrived in a foreign country.
And you got lost.
And worse, when you checked your wallet, you ran out of money.
And you’re starving. 
You haven’t had food the whole day.
So you walk into to a giant food area. 
Around you are various food stalls selling hot congee, steaming noodles, and giant sandwiches.
Your mouth waters.
So you decide to ask for free food.
You rehearse your speech: “I’m from the Philippines. I just arrived yesterday. I’m lost. Can you spare me some food? I don’t have money with me.”
But then something stops you.
It’s an emotion you know very well.
You think to yourself, “What if they don’t believe me? What if they think I’m just fooling them? What if they think I’m just a con artist looking for a free meal?”
So you throw away the plan. 
You try to find your way home instead, leaving the food stalls, overflowing with food.
Three Fears That Can Stop You From Success
       Fear is a powerful thing.
       The reason why you don’t ask is because various fears:
1. You fear rejection.
       Rejection stings.
       Someone says, “I can’t help you.”
       But instead, you hear the words, “I don’t like you.”
       2. You fear disappointment.
       Disappointment can crush you.
       So you lower your expectations by not asking.
       3. You fear you’re not worthy.
       A poor self-image will keep you from asking.
       You think you don’t deserve to be helped by others.
       But here’s a basic Law of life: If you want to get what you want, you have to conquer your fears.
What Happens When You Ask
       Let’s go back to the example above.
       You decide to feel your fear—and ask anyway!
       You approach ten food stalls one after another.
       Nine food stalls owners drive you away and curse you in three different languages you don’t understand.
       But the last one, a kindly old man named Mr. Chan said “yes”. He gives you food with a gentle grandfatherly smile.
       You slurp it up like a dog.
       Mr. Chan was moved with pity, he even gives you bus money and directions how to go back to where you are staying.
       The next day, you come back to pay him.
       He declines, saying he really likes helping people. 
He then introduces you to the other Store Owners who are now apologizing to you. You brush your hand and say it was nothing.
       You gain a few friends in the giant food center.
       You tell them that you cook delicious adobo and wondered if they could sell it for you. Three storeowners agreed.
       You make your first delivery and it was a big hit.
       After one year, you also marry Mr. Chan’s handsome son named Jackie, but that’s another story altogether.
It pays to ask.
Being rejected nine times out of ten is okay, hmm?
Join Me At The Feast
       If you want to learn the power of wishing and how to fulfill your hearts desires, join me.
We’re starting a new 4-part series called Wish! at our weekly gathering, The Feast.
       Join me and change your life forever.
       I’m personally inviting you to get into this new series and redirect your destiny.
       Where is The Feast?
       I lead the one in PICC, Plenary Hall, every Sunday.
       We’ve got two sessions to choose from: 8am and 10:45am.
       By the way, you don’t pay anything to get in. 
Nada. Nothing. Zero. Zilcho.
Except your presence, your time, and your openness to the exciting things that God will do in your life.
Other Feasts In Metro Manila
and Beyond
       There are other Feasts that are held in various places in Metro Manila and suburbs, led by my dearest friends and the most fantastic lay preachers in the country. They too will be giving the series, Wish!, starting this week.
       For information on times and places, email Annie at feastsecretariat@yahoo.com.  Or call up (02) 7259999.
Friend, join me at The Feast.
And get ready for a slam-bang, out-of-the-world, inspiring, life-altering series that will bless you forever.
       May your dreams come true,
       Bo Sanchez

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