THE GOOD DAY

The thoughtfulness behind the gesture always speaks the loudest. And the opposite is equally as strong - we don't want to be forgotten.

Having fridge rights is a beautiful thing. It means we're in. We don't have to dress nice or say the right things. It means we belong.

What's with the Christmas trees, y'all? They're not cheap. They hurt. Not easily to put up or tear down. Why do we go to all the effort?

We prepare for Christmas by lighting our roofs, trees and homes with lots and lots of lights. What's the big deal with all the lights?

Contentment and thankfulness - what can we learn from those on our on our street corners and resting behind buildings in our towns?

Borrowing a line from Charles Dickens when it comes to expectations - "It was the best of times. It was the worst of times."

Scribbles and Right-ness. Is it possible to be right and win at the same time? Can the two coexist?

Opinions. We all got ‘em. How do we make sure these don't control us? How do we approach the intimidating middle ground of opinions?

We mess up. We get scratched. Someone else hurts us, or we do the hurting. How do we allow these things to prepare us rather than define us?

How do we find joy and peace in the midst of our shaky circumstances and the events of this world? Maybe the answer is all around us.

Fear of rejection and failure - it can paralyze us. Leave us feeling stuck. How do we learn to become comfortable being uncomfortable?

What if we measure the day not by the productivity achieved or lack of failures involved, but by the strength, joy, and peace it held?