Success Is Determined On The Drawing Board

Success Is Determined On The Drawing Board

It isn't enough to just want to be successful. You've got to ask yourself: "What are you going to do to get the things in life you want?"

Your problem is to bridge the distance which exists between where you are now and the goal you intend to reach. Planning brings your future into the present so you can do something about it now.

Somewhere there is a map of how it can be done. All you need is a good plan, and the courage to press on to your destination.

A well built house is started with a definite purpose and a set of blueprints. Your plan should provide the pattern for the actions you'll take. Take time each day to study, think and plan.

Plan your steps, then implement your plan, then review your results. Do this frequently and make the appropriate alterations to your plan, and you'll develop the power that will bring you to success.

No one was ever lost on a straight road.

You Can Be A Winner If You Plan Ahead

You gain the advantage in any situation through one medium: time

You can do things before they need to be done. You can position yourself ahead of time in the best place.

Think ahead of any approaching action. Make a plan and you will always have the advantage.

Let your advance worrying become advance thinking and planning.

The time to repair the roof is when the sun is shining.

In life, as in chess, forethought wins.

"Can I call you Angel?"

The snow fell, leaving a halo of white upon your head,
and that's when I said,
"Can I call you Angel?"

You looked at me with surprise,
but I could see it in your eyes,
and I knew.

As you sang silent night,
your beautiful voice put me at ease,
and I asked please,
"Can I call you Angel?"

A smile came to your face with serenity and grace,
but you said not a word.
In my darkest hours you held my hand,
never leaving my side, and I said, while I cried,
"Can I call you Angel? "

You then began to wipe the tears away
and erase all the gray in my life.
You led me down a path of gold,
telling me of the creator above,
and again I asked with a greater love,
"Can I call you Angel?"

You never answered my plea,
so I fell to my knee in prayer.
As I opened my eyes, I could see you before me;
Your wings spread and a golden halo upon your head
and one last time I said,
"??????????????, can I call you Angel?"