Tag: Truth

Choosing to Speak Life

As far back as I can remember, I have largely interpreted life, my value, and my impressions of those around me through the words I hear. What I have taken in through my ears has lodged deep into my soul. Countless words have cut… Continue Reading “Choosing to Speak Life”

Choosing to Reject Half Truths

I have been a fan of J.R.R. Tolkien’s work for quite a while. Not only do I enjoy reading and rereading his stories of Middle Earth Hobbits, Elves, and Dwarves, but I find snatches of insight about his personal life, faith, and philosophy intriguing… Continue Reading “Choosing to Reject Half Truths”

Choosing a Clear Eye

My cousin and I had started a window-washing service as our summer job between college semesters. We figured we could make easy money with our pails and squeegees catering to the affluent Los Angeles suburbs. I didn’t mind the washing part. But knocking on… Continue Reading “Choosing a Clear Eye”

Choosing From Where I Seek Help

For some reason it’s painful to admit that I’m not a handyman. Sure, I have taught myself how to fix some things around the house. But, I have also created a lot of messes. The bottom-line issue has almost always been to save money.… Continue Reading “Choosing From Where I Seek Help”

Choosing to Call Out Courage in Another

I was in the third grade when I painfully discovered something about myself. A teacher was giving a math lesson on the multiplication table using a chart with colored geometric shapes. She asked for a volunteer to provide the answer to 3X3, referring to… Continue Reading “Choosing to Call Out Courage in Another”

Choosing the Help That’s Offered

It’s a nameless, forgotten movie from my childhood. But one scene has remained etched in my mind for decades. Perhaps it’s a composite of multiple movies. An individual, walking through a trackless jungle, steps into quicksand. He tries to work his way out, but… Continue Reading “Choosing the Help That’s Offered”

Choosing to Open My Eyes

When I realized what was next to me, I flattened myself against the side of the house in shock. I kept telling myself that this couldn’t be real. Things like this don’t happen here.  My cousin and I had started a window-washing service as… Continue Reading “Choosing to Open My Eyes”