You can imagine how concerned I became when I was randomly overtaken by a craving for orange chicken from Panda Express. The craving was so ravenous that I drove to that fake Chinese restaurant and devoured a plate of fake orange chicken with a side of fake fried rice like it was my purpose in life. That’s the moment I realized I was pregnant.
Submission is not obedience; it's not compliance or a weak-willed conformity. Submission is an act of the will; a decisive deference to another. It may have become a curse word over time, but submission is the secret ingredient to maturity.
I used to work at a medical research facility with a boss who was obsessed with emotional intelligence. He incorporated it into every meeting, reinforcing the value of self-awareness and encouraging us to be more attuned to the emotional temperature of a room. The irony is that everyone on our team knew our boss needed to work on the very thing he was preaching to us.