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Yes, some people really do suck. Why invite them into YOUR precious life? God gives us a finite number of days above ground. Why pollute a single second/minute/hour/day/year with a sucky person? If they were the tray that raw chicken comes in, how long could you stand to leave it in your kitchen trash? Time to kick those stinky peeps to the curb trash can for pick up, baby!
What does this statement mean to you? What, if anything, does it reveal about its author? Small group discussion. Conclude by having students write their response on a post-it.They read their brief statement upon posting it.
So I am "The Stand" by Stephen King, "These Times Are Hard" by SafetySuit. People don't wish to know my thoughts. Don't eat breakfast on Saturdays or any day for that matter....unless its @ 10:30. Gotcha'.
True story. One morning at the beginning of June I woke up stressed and anxious. All of a sudden calm washed over me when I was hit by a thought. I have a choice of worrying or doing everything I can to take care of the things I can control and let life (or God) take care of the rest. This has been the most productive time of my life, also the happiest.