Every Day Faith. Faith Every Day.
Late last summer I finally admitted to myself that I’d been struggling with low-level depression and discontent for a while, and so, I made the call I’d dreaded making. Honestly, I didn’t want to make an appointment with my counselor because I didn’t want to do the hard work I knew would be inevitable. I…
Now that I’m catching my breath from the release of True You, I can get back to regular programming around here. And the first order of business for the new year is always a favorite books post. In 2018 I read 58 books (not counting a handful I didn’t finish), compared to 44 in 2017…
Right around the start of the New Year I always like to read a book that I hope will help me grow in the coming year. Sometimes my first book of the year is one that’s focused on my work; sometimes it’s one focused on inner growth. One year I might read Deep Work by…
On January 12, 2007, a young man dressed in a gray, long-sleeve tee shirt, jeans, and a baseball cap emerged from the metro at the L’Enfant Plaza station in Washington D.C., tucked a violin under his chin, and began to play. The violinist performed six classical pieces in 43 minutes, during which time 1,097 commuters…
“Hustle!!!” I hear my father’s voice over the clash of shin pads and the scuffle of cleats. “Hustle, Shelly, hustle!!” And I do, I hustle, springing after the soccer ball, challenging defensive opponents twice my size, refusing to flinch when the ball is kicked square at my face. Truth be told, I hustled on the…
