Sometimes it is helpful to admit that being an adult is hard. Self-control is hard. Choosing to respond with kindness is hard. Choosing to be silent when the world shouts, is hard. Choosing God’s way is hard. But the hard stuff? That is often where the world needs you to be. Where God asks me to be.
We often miss how much control we have in our response. We claim "we had no choice," but it's our response to their words, no matter what those words are, that reveals our character. We have an opportunity, you and I. To receive feedback with curiosity and compassion. To choose a better way.
It takes more than a day to rebuild. But it's worth it. There is a lot of history (and even recent stories in the news) of people destroying buildings. But the stories we hear about less, though they happen, are the people coming together to rebuild. Those stories aren't as enticing. Being patient, determined and... Continue Reading →
I take way too long to get ready. To pick my clothes, do my hair, put on makeup. It's really a sloth like pace. I am under this assumption that what I wear and what I look like matters, and it will somehow impact the way others treat me and think about me. Unfortunately there... Continue Reading →
Note: Attempting to take a bicep selfie at work is highly awkward, I do not recommend it... But as the saying goes, suns out guns out so here we are. The sun is up and it's a new day, a new gift I get to decide what to do with. Will I recoil in fear... Continue Reading →