Turning 18 is a big point in a person’s life. It’s an age that signifies adulthood. But there’s a lot of life to be lived before you hit that age.
To encounter people seems to be more than just acknowledging people passing by. It’s something bigger than just waving at people or smiling at them…
I remember thinking, “How in the world is this supposed to make me a better person? I’m not getting any holier by eating fewer churros at lunch!”
Your vocation, your relationships, and your friendships will not work unless you learn how to love through sacrifice.
This is the classic "all-or-nothing" decision we have to make with Jesus. He either rose from the dead, or He didn’t; there’s no in-between.
The ironic thing about half-truths is that, most of the time, they aren’t really true at all. They represent something that, if left alone, might appear to be true. Usually though, if you dig in a bit, you find that there’s a lot more assuming happening than truth telling.
