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Mar 21 2010

Prayer Tribe: Loss

Last night Preston lost a dear friend after a long and fierce battle with cancer. For many months Preston had coached him to walk courageously through darkness and to allow pain to become a mentor to his soul and spirit. Our brother Kevin is being mentored by Jesus himself now. Yet, Preston needs your prayers as he ministers to the family and mourns the loss of a very close friend.

The work on No Mercy might be slightly delayed but it will not stop. The release of No Mercy is at a critical juncture. The final edits are completed. Thank you Lord! Several versions of the book cover are ready, and we need to know which one is Father’s choice. We are in need of an electronic store offering the best customer experience and yet at a reasonable price. Difficult to find. Not impossible for God. Also, the shipping and handling component is still missing. Please intercede for a creative solution which will serve people well and get the book in as many hands as possible.

Grieving with Preston and the family,

Reny Madjarska

Head Prayer Tribeswoman


Jan 27 2010

An introduction, a prayer tribe, and an invitation

Dianne (my wife) and I want to introduce you to a dear friend, Reny Madjarska, and ask you to join her in forming a Prayer Tribe to pray for us and my nearly-completed book, “No Mercy.”

Reny and I worked together for eleven years at Lifetime Guarantee Ministries. She is talented, trustworthy, and has a vibrant relationship with God.

Reny came to college at TCU from her home, Bulgaria, in 1994. She was an atheist, a card-carrying communist, and on a full scholarship in Economics. Our Heavenly Father pursued her, won her heart, and she became a follower of Jesus Christ. She has since earned a MATh, a MBA, and is currently the CFO of a financial services company in California.

“No Mercy” is a work of fiction. It’s about connecting with God, what goes wrong in the process, and how to remedy the relationship.

As Dianne and I discussed with Reny some of our challenges, she offered to assemble a tribe of people to pray. This is where I hope you enter the picture. Would you join the Prayer Tribe and pray?

As I share with Reny, she is going to write to you and post to my website, PrestonGillham.com, under the “Life” column. If you sign up by clicking this link, you’ll see “Join the Prayer Tribe” in the right column. Reny will keep you focused.

Reny has expressed concern that she, whose third language is English, is posting to a writer’s website. I have encouraged her that you are meeting to pray, not judge her writing.

So you’ll know, as Reny writes she will sign her name to her posts. If my name is on a post, it’s from me.

Thanks in advance for joining us. If you want, please pass this invitation along to others.

You will see “Join the Prayer Tribe” in the right column of PrestonGillham.com.

Bless you,

Preston


Jul 14 2009

Working from home

On the first day of September 2008 I began working from home. Not all at once, but gradually. I co-founded and then served as President and Chairman of a nonprofit for almost thirty years. Hanging up my spurs was quite a change.

After a few days of fly fishing to clear the cobwebs I began settling into the rhythm of a home-based schedule. It’s been good—kind of strange—but it’s OK now.

My timing is different. During those years running my own gig I knew where I was supposed to be at 8:00 AM: in my chair, the mission of the organization in my crosshairs, leading my team in pursuit of our corporate adventure. Great stuff. Now, I’m free to start whenever.

Since I am my own boss—the donors and Board used to be—I work to the beat of my own metronome. No more starting my morning workout (I ride a bicycle) at 5:05 AM in pitch blackness. That’s good. These days I ride mid-morning after I’m brain dead from writing for five hours. Then, I clean up and pick up where I left off. I work until it’s time to fix dinner, just like in the old days.

The schedule does for me today what the 8-5 workday, the Board, and the donors used to do. The alarm goes off at the same time it did prior to September 2008. I employ the same tools in my study that I did in my office. I set goals and tweak my business plan just like I used to do back in the day—sans the team meeting in the Conference Room.

How you work from home? We’d love to hear your tips.


Jun 19 2009

The Plan

I’m impressed. Somehow you have found PrestonGillham.com without me telling you it exists. How did you do that? I thought I was invisible to the spiders of the web. Ha.

Since you are here, I will let you in on my plan. The next few weeks are filled with uncertainty. There are travels, an assortment of nieces and nephews that must go swimming with their Uncle, and the amazing reality that there are places in this world still not “connected.” A few of my upcoming days will be spent somewhat technologically disconnected.

So here’s the plan: I will begin to blog in earnest and update the site with regular content in the first or second week of July. In the meantime, know that myriad thoughts are running through my head that I can’t wait to put before you for consideration. I am anxious to get started, but a solid start is preferred over a false start. Don’t tell anyone I’m here yet; wait a couple of weeks, then tell them.

More soon, and thanks for being here.


Jun 5 2009

A Fresh Start

As you will soon discover, PrestonGillham.com is far from finished. In fact, I haven’t even figured it out. I’m being coached through this first post. As you poke around, you’ll see some “test” messages, empty categories, and “coming soon” signs. We’ll get there. It’s a start.

Backing up a step, I contacted my friend, Andy, for assistance with this development project. After two days of work to get started on this site I was exactly nowhere. I had not posted one letter of the alphabet, created a single category, or discovered how to install a template. I had worked furiously and brought all my technical expertise to bear on the problem. My confidence was shot—and I thought I was somewhat technically minded. Wow!

I asked him if he could get me started—like jumping a dead car battery was the image in my mind. He was very gracious and kind. Rather than telling me straight up, he spent a number of minutes guiding me to the clear understanding that I needed professional help. Lucky for you, and a blessing to me, Andy had some time to spare. So, we are off—like a turtle—but we’re rolling.

I’ll tell you right now, I’m going to mess some stuff up, so get ready. I think Andy is skilled enough to fix most anything I foul up, but that presumes I discover the mistake. That’s where you come in—and you thought this blog was for your reading pleasure. Ha. You are an active and responsible party if you are reading. If you see something that needs fixing, or that could be done better, or know of some trick that would help you and others, by all means let me know. I’m viewing this as a group project.

I won’t repeat the content I placed earlier under “About,” except for one thing: I know there are a couple of blog posts already posted; they are worth reading, but they are tests from the archive. This is my first, official post. My pledge going forward is that I will tell you what’s on my mind and in my heart. I’m on the journey of a lifetime. PrestonGillham.com is an invitation for you to join me. I will do my level best to take you with me. I’ll tell you what I see and experience. I’d like the same from you if you feel the freedom to offer it.

As important as all the preceding words are, it is now time for dinner. We are meeting W, Karla, and Carson for Mexican food in Arlington and I’m not ready. So, I must go. Meet you back here—provided I can find it again. May have to call Andy.

Before I sign off, if you have things you would like for me to include in my thoughts or on the site, let me know in the “Comments.” I’ll do my best.

Off now to forage for food.


Jun 2 2009

Confusing Days

These are confusing days. The politics of an election year. The price of oil. Human rights issues. The economy. Globalization. Which direction should you look for guidance?

You presume my counsel is that you should look to God…but not so fast. There is merit in considering your options, especially when there is a great deal at stake. Looking to God may seem right, but it may not be sensible.

Personally, I’m in a pinch. I’m fighting battles on multiple fronts: professional, physical, economic, family…now that I start listing them, I’m surrounded. I suspect your report from the battle front is similar.

But I have some options. My history, training, resume, and abilities confirm that I have resources at my disposal. I have the force of my personality to be persuasive and engaging. I have reasonable intelligence. I have learned that I can think my way out of most any situation. Like a cat, I always land on my feet.

Perhaps most compelling is that I can determine a course of action toward resolution and relief today. Even a cursory assessment of my options declares the plans I should adopt. Right away.

I can do this….

And in so doing declare with William Ernest Henley that “I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.”
The troubling thing about personal resources is that they can be independently engaged instead of first being empowered by God. Stress is a powerful motivator to act quickly; to determine the expedient route; to do what seems rational and escape the heat of the battle. Sensibility, expedience, and rationality are not necessarily indicators of God’s will.
All of the personal options I listed earlier are God-given abilities, but please note: God is not mentioned in my listing of personal resources. Therein is the problem and my point.

The prophet Isaiah lived in tumultuous times. We know from history and his book that the political, economic, spiritual, and physical climate of his day was unstable, even dangerous. The nation of Israel was in a pinch. The people were assessing their options and Isaiah was providing perspective.

God had brought Israel out of Egyptian captivity and escorted them to the Promised Land. But Israel had a propensity to look backward’toward the resource of Egypt’rather than forward with faith in God.

Before them lay uncertainty, difficulty, and disconcerting problems. Behind them lay the riches and refuge of Egypt. Looking forward they gazed through the fog of faith with only the promise of God’s pledged faithfulness. Behind them they saw a certain path to perceived security. God’s promise was open-ended. Egypt afforded a quick resolution to their overwhelming stress.

Isaiah writes to his countrymen, “Woe to those who go down to Egypt for help, / And rely on horses, / And trust in chariots because they are many / And in horsemen because they are very strong, / But they do not look to the Holy One of Israel, nor seek the LORD” (31:1)!

The rational, expedient decision for Israel was to take matters into their own hands, call upon their resources’their network’and return to Egypt. To leave the Promised Land was the only sensible thing to do. Their demise was imminent. An ally of Egypt’s clout seemed reasonable. The only problem was, to return to Egypt meant turning away from God.

Friend, God is not rational, expedient, or sensible. If He were, you could figure Him out. He is illusive because He is faithful, loving, honest, and eternal. You can’t understand God with intellect and analysis. You know God by faith, belief, and determined trust.

Always look to God. He may choose to utilize your options, but He may choose to work through another venue. Let it be His call’by faith’versus your insistence that He endorse your plan. He is a safe bet, regardless of the circumstantial evidence to the contrary.

Bless you,


May 27 2009

Trusting Father’s Heart

How do you manage profound challenges, especially financial ones?

I went for a bicycle ride a few days ago and stopped at a garage sale to catch my breath. The sale was sponsored by a group who rescues Pug dogs. I started talking to one of the ladies running the event and she told me all of their rescue and adoption homes are full of dogs. She told me the same was true for all the rescue groups and their breed of choice. She went on to say all the shelters are full of dogs as well, including the SPCA.

By now I’m looking at her quizzically, wondering where all these dogs are coming from. She explained, “It’s the economy. If you can’t put gas in the car and food on the table; if you are about to lose your house, then you have to make a provision for the dog.”

The challenge of the economy was suddenly quantified for me. Oil prices, inflation, jobless rates, foreign currencies against the dollar: All of these are hard for me to understand. But a monstrous surplus of dogs, orphaned because they can’t be fed, brought our economic difficulties into focus.

I wrote to our newspaper (and was published) because I figured I was not the only person struggling to understand our economic predicament. Our politicians don’t get it, or they would do something productive. The media sensationalizes, which is neither helpful or meaningful. But the two ladies at the garage sale understand, and they were able to explain the situation to me.

In my experience, it is essential to define a problem before I can begin to work on the challenge in a productive way. On the one hand, I could adopt a dog, and do my part to alleviate the over-population. I’ll think about that some more before I make a pledge. On the other hand, I’m thinking about the implications of so many people having to get rid of their pets, and considering what I can do.

All over America, parents are sitting down with their children and explaining why the family pet has to be given away. Maybe you are facing that talk. I don’t envy you.

It doesn’t cost much to feed a dog’unless you have a Mastiff. But to not be able to afford a Pug? If you are one of the many who can’t feed a Pug, which is a small dog, then that means you are not eating well. In fact, I doubt you are eating regularly.

My neighbor is selling his truck. Dianne and I are not watering the yard as often as normal. We think twice before eating out. And as the global economy adjusts to India and China’s modernization, it doesn’t appear our economic woes will ease anytime soon.

Is there any encouragement? I believe there is. Here is what I have been focusing upon lately: I bent down this morning and smelled the roses growing beside our patio and a passage of Scripture came to mind: “Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin…. If God so clothes the grass in the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, how much more will He clothe you (Lk. 12:27-28)?

I watched a Scissortail Flycatcher (bird) the other day. Periodically, he would fly from his wire perch and snag a passing bug. Then, he would return to his wire and watch. After four or five iterations, a Scripture came to mind: “Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life” (Mt. 6:26-28)?

Friend, I don’t know how Father will provide for us, but He will (ref. Phil. 4:19). These are disconcerting days, but Father is thoughtful and unwavering. Odd that my greatest challenge is trusting Father. In spite of the verses above, and seeing them play out right in front of my eyes, I still wrestle against distrust.

But here’s my deal: I have what appears to be an ongoing opportunity to trust Father, to define my needs from His vantage point, and to embrace His economy. I promise to write to you about this. Meanwhile, we should trust our Father’s heart and kind intention toward us. I am determined. How about you?