Spring returns—the grass turns green, birds sing, and flowers bloom. But winter always comes back. And one day, we will reach our final season too. The question isn’t whether we’ll be forgotten. It’s whether we’ll do anything to resist it. The answer is simpler than it seems: pick up a pen and write.

As we travel down the road of life, we come across mile markers. They guide us and help us in where we’re going but we must be careful to not confuse the markers with the end goal…

Disciplemaking seems complicated. But it doesn’t have to be. It’s a lot like cutting flowers…