We have all heard it, and probably even said it in our lifetime…”sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me” Yeah, that is a load of crap and we all know it. As I think back on my childhood there are a few names that I was called that shaped me.
Well, I don’t know about you, but I don’t see a peaceful world and joy doesn’t seem to be all that abundant these days either. I didn’t hear too much dialogue about peace and joy during the frantic run-up to Christmas either. I had to dig for it. Fight for it. Pushing against the gobbling, insistent, constant pressure to buy something, I had to step aside.