We don’t choose the trials that are part of our collective human existence. We can choose how we deal with them.
What if the broken parts of my life are treasured sea glass? What if my broken parts in life are there to create a beautiful masterpiece?
I have asked myself, Do I do good simply for goodness’s sake, or do I do good for personal gain?
To Anyone Who Didn’t Have a Happy Thanksgiving,
Your day didn’t go the way that you had planned. I understand. Maybe, it was because someone that was a part of your Thanksgiving wasn’t at the table this year. Most of the time you deal with the pain of your loss, but when a holiday rolls around, especially one about family, it hurts. Perhaps you’re wondering…
My blogger friend Paul, at The Captain’s Speech, wrote me a motivational letter today for my upcoming marathon. You can read it here.
This is my response letter to him.
Your letter arrived today, and your timing could not have been more perfect. By my calculations (since I don’t count the day of the event) my marathon is only…
I had run 4.64 miles when it happened.
There wasn’t a rock, pothole or good reason it happened. I was still trying to figure out what happened as my right, then left knee were torn open.
My palms instinctively tried to brace my body and were grated open on the bumpy asphalt. I immediately rolled to my backside and stood, on the side of the road.
My whole body …
“Maybe you should charge him a nickel. You’re the one that’s having the financial issues right now. You could probably use it.”
She must have seen the stunned expression on my face through the shadows in the van.
She said she was just joking, but I didn’t see the humor. No one laughed.