There are two kinds of people. Those who struggle to take no and those struggle to say no. This post is for the second kind, for those who have a hard time saying no, the self-described “people-pleasers.” Because, believe it or not, I’m a recovering praise-seeking, people-pleaser too. And these days when I come to a crossroads and…
Like You Wrote It? It didn’t sit right. That America’s funny, wholesome family man- The Cosby Show was one of 3 sitcoms mom let us watch- would say something like that didn’t fit. It sounded smug, arrogant, proud. I won’t comment on Bill Cosby’s fall from grace and imprisonment, except to say, It’s all so sad….
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a fifty times, probably ten in the last two weeks: God picked Sam for us and He picked us for Sam. So this match is a good match. A perfect match, in fact. Even if we struggle sometimes and butt heads. Even if we wouldn’t have picked…