As you well know, Easter is this weekend.
I’ve always loved Easter. As a kid, I had such fun dyeing eggs – especially when we got to use the little wax crayons to draw designs on them. Of course, I never waited long enough for the eggs to cool after boiling them, so my designs were often pretty “abstract.”
I couldn’t wait to get my basket full of candy and plastic grass and then get all excited for the big post-service Easter Egg Hunt. (more…)
What’s one thing you’ve inherited from a family member?
Maybe you inherited your blue eyes from your grandfather. Or, perhaps it’s your short legs from your mom or your ability to curl your tongue from Uncle Bobby.
You may be super proud of whatever it is and love the fact that it connects you forever to someone you love and look up to.
But, maybe someone ahead of you in time shared something you wish they hadn’t.
I know many of you by this point are sick of seeing and/or hearing about basketball.
You may love basketball and all the glory that March Madness brings every year.
People live for the brackets, the upsets, and the cinderella stories. If you’re a true fan, you can’t wait for the One Shining Moment montage that plays as the confetti falls on the champions.
Or, you might just hate it. (more…)
If you’re like most people I know, self-discipline is nothing but an ugly word.
Just the sound of the word conjures up all sorts of negative emotions. Our palms start sweating. We start to feel our hearts racing a little bit…or maybe a lot. And, we occasionally feel a big old knot starting tying itself in our belly of despair.
Have you ever wondered why we have such guttural responses to the thought of self-discipline?