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Don’t Give Up.  Chase Your Calling (Or Flight).
Purpose Chuck Carr Purpose Chuck Carr

Don’t Give Up. Chase Your Calling (Or Flight).

Have you ever known deep inside something you were called to do? Something purposed? Something good? You feel that burning inside you; you hear that voice whisper in your ear. It is so clear and obvious. Your gut tells you it is the right thing to do. It sounds exciting. Maybe scary. You make a choice. You pick up the calling. You listen. You heed the voice, gain courage, and it fuels you to action.

But . . .

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Have a Favorite Gift?
Family, Purpose Chuck Carr Family, Purpose Chuck Carr

Have a Favorite Gift?

What was your favorite Christmas gift growing up as a child?

It is the season of gift giving, and I’ve been trying to think of perfect gifts for those I love. It’s a hard task, a daunting one, one that makes me think. Deeply. Sometimes it bends the mind. But on my quest to find that perfect something for each person on my list, I’m prompted of my own childhood.

And I go back in time:

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Chase Your Dream: Part 2
Growth, Purpose Chuck Carr Growth, Purpose Chuck Carr

Chase Your Dream: Part 2

We build one upon another.  No matter what level or stage of dream chasing we are in, there is always opportunity to reach down and grab the hand of someone who is not quite so high on the dream-chasing ladder as you are on.  Isn’t that what we are called to?  Aren’t we to be there for each other? 

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Iron Sharpens Iron . . . Or Dreams.
Growth, Purpose Chuck Carr Growth, Purpose Chuck Carr

Iron Sharpens Iron . . . Or Dreams.

We all have someone we look up to. Someone who we admire and hold in a position of honor higher than ourselves. Someone who is stronger, faster, smarter. Someone who made it into the professional spotlight, skill, or talent level of which we want to partake in as well. A position that, if we were honest, we would desire to be right there beside them. Whispering secret tricks of the trade, workout routines, and swapping Jell-O cups from the bottom our lunch boxes.

So, let me ask you . . . and without putting much thought into it, who is the first person who comes to your mind? My bet is that someone already did.

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