I remember having my father stand over me when I had driven over my own foot; one leg was out of the car and one leg was in the car. He looked at me and told me that I was a drunk and that he was ashamed to call me his son. That night, I stopped drinking and I never drank again; I was twenty four.
I am anti-pants.
I learned that if we embrace what's happening, we are also embracing what is possible - and a road opens up for God to meet us halfway.
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