Growing Bolder Community

I remember when the first megachurch was being built in Orlando. It was the Calvary Assembly Church in Winter Park. Huge concrete pillars were visible from the street as the church rose higher into the sky, almost Babelesque in scale. One day I ran into an old friend who worked nearby. “Hey, Dave,” he asked, “have you seen those giant pillars in front of the new church?” “Yes?”...

It hurt. It always did. I just got used to it. After all, isn't that easier than doing something about it? Anyway, who has time in their lives for distractions like medical ailments. But it wouldn't go away. In fact, it kept getting worse. I couldn't bend over without looking like a 90 year old (my apologies to all the 90 year olds on growingbolder.com who are in better shape now than I ever...