Curing Eeyore
Eeyore, the old grey Donkey, stood by the side of the stream, and looked at himself in the water. “Pathetic,” he said. “That’s what it is. Pathetic.” He turned and walked slowly down the stream for twenty yards, splashed across…
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Eeyore, the old grey Donkey, stood by the side of the stream, and looked at himself in the water. “Pathetic,” he said. “That’s what it is. Pathetic.” He turned and walked slowly down the stream for twenty yards, splashed across…
D.L. Moody once said, “Give me a man who says, ‘This one thing I do’ not ‘these fifty things I dabble in.’” He was highlighting the incredible power of focus. The only difference between a flashlight that emits a flickering…
The final glimpse stays with us doesn’t it? Whether it’s the sight of our Kindergartener boarding the school bus for the first time, a departing friend waving goodbye, or the final moments of a death-bed conversation, the final glimpse of…