i wear a cross around my neck to acknowledge my beliefs, but respect comes from how i live my life. these words i recant from daily readings are they spent by investing in the well being of others…………………do my hands and feet speak the same verbiage as my mouth.

smart, decisive, knowledgeable people aren’t fountains of words flowing endlessly………..they are soft-spoken, speak slowly and choose their words carefully.

people of great aptitude find few things beneath them, only above…..ttucro

so every morning as i rise and wipe the sleep from my eyes, i reach for the chain on the window sill that secures the cross around my neck………….and after today i will remember that it means little unless my profession of faith matches the profession of my mouth and hands.

when i criticize you / i criticize myself……………….help is always welcome critique is not

wear the cross……………live the cross