First words create first impressions. As a wee babe, I would love to say that my first words to the world consisted of a sweet “Love you” or a family-centered mindset of “Mama” or “Dada”. Nope, it was, “Me-Do”. And so, my first impression was set and defined for years to come. If all the world’s a stage, let me do it by myself! Here I was, a fiercely independent, self-reliant, and confident...baby. I was a totteling oxymoron. Let ME feed myself, let ME dress myself, and let ME brush my teeth, turned into let ME fix it, let ME be in charge, and let ME control it. Let me do it, and we’ll all be happier for it. Watch out world! God took many years of refining in my life, to whittle down the Me-Do into Him-Do. I needed to surrender the need to take the bull by the horns, and hand it over to the real bull-fighter. In fact, I did that again, a few months ago, and it changed my life. A few short mon...