I was chewing on my own faith this past week and getting stuck on some of Jesus’ words like dry bread in the back of my throat. It was a particularly hard tenet to swallow:
I had it in me, my old bulldog of being right. Think soft marshmallow flesh with stocky shoulders and a snarling, sputtering, toothy, aggressive need-to-be-right.
Anger, at its best, is a controlled burn. Farmers use controlled burns as a powerful tool to rid their land of invasive weeds and the clearing of cluttered, useless underbrush. Burn, baby burn.
The truth is: small, simple acts of kindness ADD UP. They add up into a body of work called “LOVE”. But before you start proofing the pudding of a relationship, you must have 4 key ingredients, within yourself, to be free enough to love. If