25th December (Christmas Day)
Welcome to Day 25, Christmas Day - I hope you are enjoying the series to date. I think we have had some exceptional posts and today's is no exception - it is by a new voice, Diane Fennig. Diane is based in Atlanta in the USA and works as a search consultant for the Human Capital Group Inc. - part of the global Cornerstone International Group. Diane is lively, positive and passionate. She is an excellent storyteller and writes beautifully, as you will see. I love the joyous tone and generosity of her piece - perfect for Christmas Day ( although I suspect that she wanted it posted slightly earlier in Advent). Its message applies to any and every day of the year.
At work Diane focuses on assisting within the higher education sphere, working with universities and colleges. Prior to moving into search she served as Director of the Career Center at Augusta State University, where she developed and implemented a comprehensive Alumni Career Services Program and authored GeorgiaHire.com, a shared resume database program for 34 institutions within the University System of Georgia. Diane has a Bachelor of Arts degree in Psychology and Secondary Education from Marquette University and a Master of Science degree in College Student Personnel from Miami University. She also holds a Doctor of Philosophy degree in Educational Leadership and Organizational Behavior from the University of South Carolina. Diane is a graduate of the Relationship Masters Academy and serves as an ambassador in the Relationship Management Program. Outside work, Diane is a very capable cook. You can follow her on Twitter, her handle is @FansofFennig.
Both she and I wish you a joyous day, please spare a moment to proffer some praise to someone else who has done something good. (I am going to start by mentioning Diane herself for being so kind writing this post for the benefit of all of us).
The Power of Praise
Born and raised in the Catholic Church and schooled there too, I still can recount the many symbols of Catholicism. I can still recite the Act of Contrition and the Rosary to this day, but I digress. When I heard Advent, I was transported to a church pew of yesteryear.
As a teen, I recall the December Sunday morning banter between siblings and a mom before church. The young girl noted, “someone should tell the priest that the candles do not match?" As the mom readied an answer, the older brother chimed in, The third candle, the sole pink candle of the Advent wreath, represents joy.
In this challenge from Kate Griffiths-Lambeth, I was immediately drawn to the and the power of praise and joy along our journey.
Praise and joy can be offered, witnessed and received in so many ways….
--it is the unexpected hello, acknowledging a stranger, and bidding a sincere hello?
--maybe, a random act of kindness, from paying for someone’s coffee or bringing the morning paper to the door of a neighbor?
--or, a hand-written note thanking someone for their efforts on a project or for a special gift?
--it could be a public acknowledgement of someone for their work or efforts?
--maybe, an unexpected favor?
--or, is it the gift of time to gather and celebrate?
--maybe, it is a bouquet of flowers?
--it might be a homemade treat?
--could it be complimenting a young boy for exceptional manners?
--maybe, permitting someone who appears in a rush, to step in-front of you?
--or, is it commending a sales person for exceptional service?
--might it be shoveling a neighbor’s driveway?
These efforts take little more than time. I can promise that you will continue to smile long after this act and the recipient will remember this event with a similar smile.
It is magic, spread some joy and more will come your way…
This power of praise is available 24/7/365.
Back to my Catholic roots, make a Joyful Noise...
The Wassail Song
Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green;
Here we come a-wand'ring
So fair to be seen.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too;
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year.
Our wassail cup is made
Of the rosemary tree,
And so is your beer
Of the best barley.
We are not daily beggars
That beg from door to door;
But we are neighbours' children,
Whom you have seen before.
Call up the butler of this house,
Put on his golden ring.
Let him bring us up a glass of beer,
And better we shall sing.
We have got a little purse
Of stretching leather skin;
We want a little of your money
To line it well within.
Bring us out a table
And spread it with a cloth;
Bring us out a mouldy cheese,
And some of your Christmas loaf.
God bless the master of this house
Likewise the mistress too,
And all the little children
That round the table go.
Good master and good mistress,
While you're sitting by the fire,
Pray think of us poor children
Who are wandering in the mire.