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March Madness - Day 8



Thoughts have power!

"So a man thinketh, is he." I was so frustrated, day after day. For a while, it was hard to put my finger on it. I remember telling myself, "I jut don't play well in the sandbox."


You know the saying, too many chiefs and not enough Indians.

There was too much going on. More sandbox playing than I was used to. I wanted something more. I needed something more. Maybe not more, but different.

Too many games to play. Too may options to choose from.

Everyone has their own rules and guidelines.

This was true at work. But most recently, I was reminded that it's true at home as well.

My truth is that I don't play well in the sandbox.

Having thought through this time and time again, I am finally ready to dispel this truth. I will recreate a new truth.

I love the sandbox and play well within it!!

What thoughts do you need to take captive of?

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