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Inventory

Inventory

So the first Monday of the month (today) is the day that the Women’s Center places their inventory order. I looked high, I looked low, and there was no inventory record to be found.

After a few short Q & A sessions I discovered that no inventory record was done. Everyone was simply so busy that there was no time to get the inventory request together. There's just one small problem - without a record of the current inventory, we won’t know what to order – we won’t know what is needed.

I thought about that for a while and realized that in my own life there are times that I need to slow down and take inventory, personal inventory. I need to evaluate: where I am, what I am involved in and what I have stored (hung on to). This will help me to know: where I am going, what I am producing and what I need to get rid of.

Hmmm…


Holy Spirit,
Thanks for preaching me straight to my knees! You have a way of using the commonplace things in my life to keep me in line. You’re awesome!


Sincerely,
Liz

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