Christ is risen! (On this Leave-Taking of the Feast of Pascha!) One of my very first jobs was at the fast-food restaurant Burger King! Man, that was a hoot. I loved the fact that I could work there after school and on weekends and get a free hamburger too! Yeah, that wasn’t a very healthy choice. But Burger King was one of the first fast-food places to let you decide what you…
Asking for help isn’t really my strong suit. Frankly, I hate doing it. And I hate doing it not because of pride or ego, but because of fear. I’m afraid of appearing weak. I’m afraid of being vulnerable. And yet, most of the times in my life where I’ve finally overcome my fear and asked for help, I was glad I did, even when the other person said ‘No!” There’s something truly…
Christ is risen! Asking for help isn’t really my strong suit. Frankly, I hate doing it. And I hate doing it not because of pride or ego, but because of fear. I’m afraid of appearing weak. I’m afraid of being vulnerable. And yet, most of the times in my life where I’ve finally overcome my fear and asked for help, I was glad I did, even when the other person said ‘No!”…
Christ is risen! Asking for help isn’t really my strong suit. Frankly, I hate doing it. And I hate doing it not because of pride or ego, but because of fear. I’m afraid of appearing weak. I’m afraid of being vulnerable. And yet, most of the times in my life where I’ve finally overcome my fear and asked for help, I was glad I did, even when the other person said ‘No!”…
Asking for help isn’t really my strong suit. Frankly, I hate doing it. And I hate doing it not because of pride or ego, but because of fear. I’m afraid of appearing weak. I’m afraid of being vulnerable. And yet, most of the times in my life where I’ve finally overcome my fear and asked for help, I was glad I did, even when the other person said ‘No!” There’s something truly…
