I'm pretty stubborn.
I'm pretty certain I was born that way.
I'm equally certain stubbornness is a trait that refuses to leave its host.
Consequently, those who love me - and those who don't - can count on my being stubborn.
At least they can say I can be counted on for something!
Going out on a limb is one of the too-many things I'm awfully stubborn about.
Just give me a limb ... any limb ... and, I'll climb out on it.
I'm even okay with being knocked off the limb. I'll just pick myself up, shake off the dirt, find another limb, and wind up stronger in the end.
Matthew 10: 14 ... "If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, shake the dust off your feet ... "
From my heart ...
Monday, September 13, 2010
Outta Control
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Few days lately have been more relaxing to me than this very afternoon, while I rest quietly in the shade on my front porch in my really-nee...
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My dad's a saver . He saves everything. Everything! He's undeniably sentimental. Not me. I save next-to-nothing. I figure ...
