There’s one word that marks my life. It’s the word, “no.” Trying to live the disciplined life is a constant struggle that primarily centers around denial. It’s the method taught to me for decades first from my parents, later from the pulpit, and then from family members mesmerized by the lure of legalism. The true mark of obedience, as the thinking goes, is to simply say “no.” With any diet, you’ll find a whole list of no-nos. Less transfats means cutting... Read more