Shame is a heavy, lonesome passenger. More ominous than Guilt, his counterpart, he skulks around offering nothing but pain. Shame erodes one’s confidence, worth and joy. We’ve all known Guilt. He’s the one who comes when you have said or done something you know you shouldn’t do (or should have done). And while they might seem similar enough to be mistaken for …

Originally written September 17, 2013.   As I write this, I am looking out my window toward a beautiful, cloudless blue sky; the warm sun bringing to life the stellar greens in the grass and trees. It’s a stunningly awesome Colorado morning. It’s hard for me to fully appreciate it, knowing that less than a week ago, our state was …

As I stood in my closet this morning, looking for what to wear for the day, I realized just how many t-shirts I had. And pairs of pants. And socks, and underwear, and jumpers and jammies… it was kind of overwhelming. And while I am extremely grateful to have been afforded the blessing of having so many things, I wondered what …

For nearly three years, I have tried to maintain the discipline of writing posts every Tuesday for my Facebook page, TimmyTuesday™, and I have been mostly successful.  There were a few occasions where I was simply unavailable to do so because of unforeseen circumstances. I have told people that when it comes to my TimmyTuesday™ posts, there are times (more …

In our first world society, convenience seems to reign as king. With movies on demand, robotic car washes, and instant information just a few keystrokes away, we live in a while-you-wait culture. Admittedly, I often find myself embracing these practicalities—especially when it comes to meals on the go, or fast food. As disgusting and unsatisfying as it generally is, the …