living in light of eternity
In the early days, to admit that I wanted to be a writer was painfully embarrassing. “What are your hobbies?” someone would ask. “Um, nothing really.” The asker’s eyebrows would freeze into question marks. But I hated being boring, so desperately I’d cast about for a better answer. “I used to jog, but I have... Continue Reading →
Maybe it’s the book you rescued from a yard sale, or the one you left abandoned on a shelf for years because the cover was awful. Maybe it’s one that was mis-shelved at the library right between two of your favorites, and you found yourself looking at it on a whim. Maybe you happened to... Continue Reading →
I have been thinking a lot lately about goals. There's been an empire of self-help books built on Specific Measurable Attainable Realistic Timely goals, goals that get results. Michael Hyatt, in his recent book Platform, devotes a good deal of time to the subject, giving helpful examples like: "Make one hundred thousand dollars a year... Continue Reading →
Catherine's Letters 