One of the greatest dark sides of people pleasing is that I have a hard time saying "no". Just ask my wife (on second thought don't ask her she might not like me then).
I couldn't believe my eyes. Had this really happened? As I walked through the corridors, my heart and soul began to get heavier and heavier with grief and unbelief
The older I get the more clear it becomes to me that life is about prioritizing the right thing. When I have my priorities right, the things that matter most get done.
I like to be early. Ask my wife and she will tell you, in my head if we are not at least 5 minutes early, I feel like the world is coming to an end. I hate being late (and on time for that matter). To be early is to be on time. At least that's how I see it.
I've idealized every stage of my life. Idealization is like that...all pomp and circumstance but lacking suffering and consequence. Ideas are great, but life is real.
The entry of one lone man seemed to have been a spectacle. Crowds had formed. Praises were exclaimed. Homes were emptied. Palm branches and robes were laid out.
Preacher on the Run... 