Riding with you on your way home from work or while running errands.

“Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.”

Ephesians 4:31-32

Shakespeare nearly broke my back. Not the man, of course, but thebook. In college, I was required to haul around this behemoth that held every word the man ever wrote. I am not exaggerating when I say it weighed more than a cast iron skillet.

I spent weeks dragging it around campus. My back was aching. My shoulders were sore, and eventually, it broke the metal fastener on my bookbag.

It got me thinking about the things we carry. Sure, a bookbag breaking is no big deal, but what about the emotional weight we drag through life? Those grudges we hold, those deep hurts we refuse to let go of—they are far heavier.

And unlike a book, they do not sit quietly in a corner. They grow heavier the longer we carry them, pulling us down, sapping our joy, and making everything harder.

God has a better way, though. Forgiveness, I have found, sounds like such a simple word, but it can feel like climbing a mountain barefoot. It takes time, especially when the pain cuts deep. But little by little, letting go of those burdens lightens the load.

And choosing freedom over bitterness, my friend, is worth it.

So, what about you? Is there something you have been carrying around that you are not meant to hold anymore? You were never made to live weighed down. It is time to let it go, piece by piece, and let God carry the rest. You might be surprised how light life feels when your hands—and your heart—are free.

“The plans of the diligent lead surely to abundance, but everyone who is hasty comes only to poverty.”

Proverbs 21:5

At ten years old, most boys were just figuring out how to ride a bike or perfecting their tree-climbing skills. But not my him.

By the crack of dawn, while others were still rubbing the sleep from their eyes, he was already up and out, delivering the daily news. The weight of the canvas bag pressed into his shoulder, heavier some mornings than others, but he never complained.

This was not just a chore to him; it was a chance to build something. Each coin he tucked away had a purpose. He was saving for college. That dream kept him moving even on the coldest mornings.

The years passed, and the mornings grew longer as the route expanded. By the time he was 18, the boy who once lugged newspapers had saved enough to pay his college tuition.

But the story was never about the money. It was about the grit it took to earn it. It was about how every single paper delivered, every early morning, every sacrifice mattered. It was about discipline and determination.

Years later, I asked my dad, “How did you afford college and dental school?” He leaned back with a soft smile breaking across his face, and answered, “One paper at a time.”

That stayed with me, and maybe that is a lesson for all of us. Consider how God might be using your steps today to shape the person you are becoming. Let this story remind you that perseverance in the ordinary moments can lead to extraordinary outcomes.