For the second to last day of not going to school, I didn't handle my time very well.
Today I spent more money on things I need for my mission. I bought soles so I would be prepared to bring people to the only one who can save souls.
Recently, I have gotten back to playing basketball somewhat competitively, and I am leaps and bounds ahead of where I used to be.
There are days that define your story beyond your life. You have the obvious ones—graduations, marriages, births, deaths. Defining as these may be, the moments of quiet courage, cowardly silence, decisive change, or bold risk taking may be more life-altering, though less obvious to the casual observer.
Today I spent nearly $1400 on clothes and other items for my mission. It was the culmination of roughly 160 hours of farm work last summer. I traded long mornings weeding fields for two suits. I traded afternoons hauling hay for eleven white shirts. I traded late nights and early mornings handling irrigation water for … Continue reading Day 33 – Mission Shopping
It seems that growth, like scoring in basketball, tends to happen in runs.
I'd never donated blood before, so I was ready to have some fun.
Everything you do has an ROI—what you think, what you eat, what you do and don't do. Your return on investment isn't always monetary, either.
I had a friend comment to me that my life is easy. Not easy, just different. Today was easy, though.
Let me tell you, it's hard to fill in a multiple choice test when the questions are one part what's on the page and two parts what you're dreaming about. I'm pretty sure Joe Johnson doesn't have anything to do with art history, but I was convinced that he was the subject of one of the test questions.