New Years Resolutions

It’s that time of the year—the official week to review your life— to be pissed about your dress size and vow to do something about it. I understand where you are coming from, I’m there too, but this year I’m going to do something a little different with my conclusions about 2009 and the changes I need to make. Instead of going through the usual litany of shallow crap like I have in the past, I will be working on a few deeper changes. In 2010 I will resolve to: pray first, not as...

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