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Christmas is once again upon us, and we can expect to witness countless new displays of the rampant secularization of what is meant to be a joyous celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ. More ... Two maxed-out credit cards and a checking account with only $632. That was all. There was nothing Sabrina could do but plop onto her designer couch and cry. Christmas was a week away and Sabrina didn't have enough money to buy a gift for her husband Beckett. How their fortunes had reversed! More ... I have worn myself out, at last. Basing self-esteem on a rock bed of competition is exhausting. No matter how many wins get racked up, there can always be another contest so it's never over. Happiness becomes very elusive and dependent on the win column, which is subjective anyway. What constitutes a win can vary way too much. It might take envy from others or at least your mother's approval. More ... |
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