Old School : family film with Dad My Dad would have been 75 today if my “goesintas” are correct? I wish he would have had a chance to see my, my sisters and my step brother and step sister’s families grow and soar! I’m thankful my dad captured these moments of my earliest childhood on […]
Some months ago I wrote a story about my grandfather and how he taught me how to be full of CHIT: Curious | Humble | Intentional | Teachable. Today, I want to talk about this World War II veteran and how he has lived a life as a gritty hero, not just of World War […]
Why do I write this blog? What is this whole #four4soaring thing about anyway? As I ponder this question I am assaulted by what Steven Furtick calls the Chatterbox in my own head: You are writing this blog out of ego. You want to be liked. You crave attention. You don’t really care about anyone […]
Is blind faith what it’s all about?
Faith is not blind. It sees. Where we falter, it renews. I have always been fascinated by dogma. Fundamentalism is something of a preoccupation of mine. So much so that I used to equate those two things with Faith and in particular following Jesus. I used to think that there was a requirement to believe […]
Our childhood wasn’t all Charlie’s Angels and Bosley to be sure! We rallied around each other when times were tough. I call them my war buddies because we’ve seen and been through some scary stuff together….I can see when someone has the potential to grow from obscurity to the highest heights… My sisters are such people…read more: click on pic or link in bio
People are more important than things.
As I prepare to sit through this storm my thoughts and prayers are not for all the THINGS that are already lost and will be lost.
My friends, what I have now realized is that those sunk costs had me sunk. I was drowning in them. I was mired in a morass of my own self-absorption, intent on getting and keeping…
Don’t Hate…but how?…and why?
When you are lost and you feel like no one is in your corner it is easy to gravitate toward hate. Hate is seductive. Hate is unifying and affirming in a sick sort of way. Hate feels good at the moment your stoking it or feeling it. Hate can be a crucible to burn off, and distract from, your feelings of rejection, discontent, and discomfort. The ironic thing is the whole time your hating you are secretly yearning to love and be loved…read more at http://four4soaring.com
“Do not wish to be anything but what you are, and try to be that perfectly.”
– Francis de Sales
What’s the alternative to telling someone to shake it off? When you see someone who consistently falls down, do you lecture them, run the other way, or do you lean in with grace and compassion?
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