I never did anything I'm really ashamed of.
I'll bring what I bring to the tale, but it's good to know you have two guys with the experience and know-how in big games.
My main focus off the court is to be humble. My mom always told me to be a presentable young man. I'm not going to pretend to be something that I'm not and act a certain way for people. I plan on being myself. I like having a good time, but I still carry myself in an orderly fashion.
Obviously, you want to teach your child between right and wrong, respect and being kind to others, whether it's their sisters or parents. You try to teach them by example, talk to them and explain certain situations. But there's also a time to put them in time out or let them know they've made a mistake and try to learn from it.
My cutter has been key for me, and my curveball. I've been able to spot them where I want to spot them.
I'm going to go out and be the best quarterback I can be and get the most out of my potential.
I don't play basketball for the money. I don't play it for the crowd. When I didn't have a friend, when I was lonely, I always knew I could grab that orange pill and go hoop. I could go and dunk on somebody. If things weren't going right, I could make a basket and feel better.
All that glitters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life has sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold Had you been as wise as bold, Your in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been in'scroll'd Fare you well: your suit is cold. ' Cold, indeed, and labour lost: Then, farewell, heat and welcome, frost!
Many of our attempts to understand Christian faith have only cheapened it. I can no more understand the totality of God than the pancake I made for breakfast understands the complexity of me. The little we do understand, that grain of sand our minds are capable of grasping, those ideas such as God is good, God feels, God loves, God knows all, are enough to keep our hearts dwelling on His majesty and otherness forever.
Sustaining growth is the century's big challenge.
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Well, I don't mind dying But I hate to leave my children crying Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground Look over yonder to that burying ground Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down