March Madness: Day 1 | The Birthday Dash
March Madness: Day 1 It’s March! That used to mean a mad dash to accomplish everything manly before my birthday on the […]
March Madness: Day 1 It’s March! That used to mean a mad dash to accomplish everything manly before my birthday on the […]
If you ever want to experience the confidence shattering sensation of having every single thing you say and do examined under a critical microscope and launched back at you with a poo-poo shooter, then give law enforcement a try for a day.
This is satan giving us an impossible laundry list of things we can’t do without Christ. We’re looking for a way around Jesus. Focus on Christ, and He’ll take care of the rest.
It’s an odd shackle when the devil tells you that there’s still too much work left to be done at the desk, and I shouldn’t leave Leah to go exercise.
I promise, this isn’t a “gym rat” adventure. But I did return to that place I once loved. Except it was different because someone had made what used to be light weights, feel heavy and immovable.
I’m a Mondaholic. With great intentions to start everything from being more productive in my work, to going to bed at a normal hour, it all was set to start on the next Monday.