It’s fair to say that everyone struggles with disappointment. So how do we avoid self-destructive behaviour and not expect outcomes in the first place?
While stuck in traffic last Sunday, my friends and I realised that anger is nothing more than being stuck perpetually in our fight response. Why do some things always get the better of us?
For many grace has religious connotations, a dusted word used at church and nowhere else.
You do not procrastinate because you’re lazy, but because you prefer the easy.
How do we find beauty in our problems?