On this day, 216 years ago, an overcomer was born. For the record, to be an overcomer, you need to overcome. There’s no other way.
Abraham Lincoln overcame. Through meekness and humility, he converted enemies to friends.
And he overcame.
We hit a new low. We’ve had bad weeks in our house before, but this week’s behavior borders on criminal. Still, there’s a reason this blog is called JoyfullyPressingOn. My times are in his hands; every jaw-dropping event in his providence. To protect the guilty one I love, I won’t share details. But trust me,…
Is that you there? No, not the boxer. I mean the bag. It’s not about how you pack your punch, but what happens when you’re struck. Do you absorb the blows? Because the happy, blessed -the meek of the earth- they do. The meek take their blows-steady, upheld, composed. They don’t jab back. They’re soft…