I used to feel guilty any time I took a break. I mean anytime. Sometimes I felt like I was wasting time that could have been spent on something more “worthwhile.” Other times I suffered from the “why wasn’t this money taken and given to the poor,” syndrome…though my vacations weren’t necessarily spendy. Getting away for a bit to replenish or spend time with the family was apparently fine for everyone else. Rationally, I knew it was OK for me, too. I just didn’t feel like it was OK.
Some of you know what I’m talking about.
In light of a heavy week here in America, today’s FSOC will have a more serious tone. Here are some things I’m thinking about this Friday morning: There is no bigger coward than a premeditated terrorist like the murderer in Colorado last night. As a father, I can’t help but think of the parents who […]
Here are some things I’ve been thinking about this week: Watching Tim Tebow head to New York feels kind of bad to me. I’d love to see the guy to work on his game and see what he’s capable of without having to do it in a circus atmosphere. The media will continue to keep […]