(This is a chapter by chapter release of my short memoirs The Men Who Put Skin on Jesus.) The day I turned 13, March 22, 1972, my parents had my birthday party at a local bowling alley. I bowled, ate hotdogs, popcorn, candy, and cake with six friends while my parents orchestrated the moving trucks…
Tag: reframing defeat
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A spelling bee at 13 and Jack, a teacher, began to train me to reframe defeats. This has been a longterm lesson. Anxiety need not have the last word in life. In the end, even in stressful times, God is in control.
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