“It’s Friday. But Sunday’s Coming!”

CrossesIt’s Friday. But Sunday’s coming.

That line is not original with me, but it is so fitting for today.

It IS Friday, Good Friday.

On the first Good Friday, things didn’t look good at all. They looked downright dark and depressing, desperate and hopeless. Dreams were dashed. And those who were there could only say, “We had hoped . . . .”

We look back and call it Good Friday because we know the ending. We know

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Eat to Live: My Nutrition Plan

Eat to Live: My Nutrition Plan

At my husband Al’s last medical visit his doctor was impressed. He asked me, “What are you eating? What diet do you have him on?” Al’s blood pressure was down, he was losing weight, and generally doing well. His doctor knew what most of us do – that what we eat makes a big difference in how we feel and in so many areas of our health. I’m proud of my husband! But how did we do it?

I’ve written previously about my spiritual breakfast, and about what I do to keep myself moving physically. Here I talk about the healthy nutrition plan I follow.

I grew up a vegetarian, which meant I enjoyed a lot of fruits and vegetables. That was the good part. But there were other parts of my diet that weren’t so good. I ate a lot of pasta, white rice, bread, and pastries. I did leave my vegetarian ways later, but the other habits persisted.

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Get A Move On: My Love-Hate Exercise Program

Get A Move On: My Love-Hate Exercise Program

Girl with gym equipmentPhysical exercise is not something I’ve ever loved. In elementary school I was never good at P.E. (They still have that in school, right?) Sports can be wonderful, but it was never something I was involved in. I did my time when required all through school, but that was about it.

As an adult, this has probably been the area of physical health I’ve struggled with more than any other. And sometimes I’m even a little envious of those who seem to easily develop and maintain an exercise program. But then I remember that we all have priorities. And if I really believe my body needs to move, nobody is keeping me from it!

Periodically I fall off my exercise program completely. My job as a physician actually involves quite a lot of walking and moving around, so I’m generally rather physically active at work. But I know that’s not enough. So here are some things I’m doing:

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What I Do: Breakfast for the Soul

Quiet Time“Practice what you preach.” “Doctor, heal thyself.” Yes, I have to do the same things I tell everyone else to do. Sometimes it’s a challenge, and I do better in some areas than others.

I know sometimes people wonder how I do what I do, where I find the energy, time, or will to accomplish the things some of them wish they could do. So here is a window on some of my daily routine. And if you ask the people who know me best, especially my husband, you’ll find this is all true!

Over the next several days I’m going to share with you how I manage several of the areas in my own life, and I hope this perhaps gives you some encouragement in some area of your own.

Spiritual breakfast

Most mornings I spend the first part of my day

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Red, Yellow, Green: The Relationship Traffic Light

Red, Yellow, Green: The Relationship Traffic Light

When I was in elementary school we sometimes played the game of “Red Light, Green Light.” One of us would be “it,” and call out the signals to the rest of us lined up at the starting line. You could move as fast as you wanted when the “light” was green, but if you took even one step after the “light” turned red you had to return to the starting line and start over. The first one to reach the finish line without moving on red was rewarded with being the next “it.”

I doubt elementary students today play “Red Light, Green Light” during recess any longer. It was a simple game, and with sophisticated playground equipment and sports programs in place now they have more entertaining things to do.

But we as adults still play “Red Light, Green Light” in our relationships. And the stakes are so much higher than they were in childhood!

Think of the other people you know. I would guess you could quite easily tell who is giving out a “green light,” indicating

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