How selfish of me to complain and pout and throw a tantrum because my children needed more of me than I thought they should this week. One day they'll be busy with new lives they create, and I'll ache for the day they needed me, wanted me.

Faith is not knowing; it's simply believing and that's a tough story for some to accept. Do I know there is a heaven? No, but in faith I believe it to be true. Do I know there is a God? No, but in faith I believe Him to be true.

Maybe contentment comes from making the most of where we are that day. Maybe that peace we're looking for is what we feel each night before we drift to sleep when we realize we lived the day the best we could. It may not have been great, may not have even been good, but it was our best effort.

I believe we spend a good part of our life running from what life asks of us. We're afraid saying yes means saying no to so many other things we've grown accustomed to. But peace, I believe, can only come when we're true to the life we were meant to live.

If you want spectacular, you have to tear up the box holding you back. You have to take a chance. You have to risk being bad in the hopes of being very good.

Maybe the secret of life isn’t cleaning fish — maybe the secret lies in knowing the difference between “having to” clean fish and “getting to” clean fish.

When I cleanse my heart and mind of old thoughts bogging me down, I find renewed strength to face the day’s challenges.

Some of us live our lives just like that, waiting for bad stuff which never comes. We worry that we could become ill; we could lose our job; we could lose our marriage. But maybe, we won't. Maybe it just won't snow that day, but like the man in the salt truck, we are so focused on waiting for the bad, we fail to see the beauty happening all around us.

Despite our wish that the center of our lives will hold firm, it never does. Life is like an ever-shifting kaleidoscope — a slight change, and all the patterns alter. — Sharon Salzberg