How to recover from life’s greatest losses
I once attended a workshop called “How to Make Your Comeback”. And, frankly, it was terrible.
I once attended a workshop called “How to Make Your Comeback”. And, frankly, it was terrible.
I used to invite everyone into my pillow fort. Most people hadn’t earned my trust, but I gave it to them anyways.
“Don’t drive through the neighborhoods where the drug dealers live.” It was wisdom my counselor offered to me last week. No, I don’t do drugs. But, yes, I struggle with unhealthy habits.
Stop waiting for it to be easy. This life. This walk in faith. Nowhere in the Bible does God promise days without downpours and moments without mountains. And, yet, our human nature tempts us with “easy buttons”.
It is a lie I was told long ago: “One day, you’ll escape the bully.” Only then, I grew up and came face-to-face with a painful, incredibly disappointing reality: The bully will follow you.
Last week, I had my first Twitter scuffle. A man, citing the “The Good Samaritan”, informed me that God only calls us to love neighbors who are kind and loving to us. Yep. So, I respectfully disagreed and ended any sort of escalation with a…