As I came out of the local craft shop, a rustic wooden sign caught my attention: My Favorite Things Aren’t Things. I paused mid-step as the catchy, profound slogan grabbed me. Something in those five simple words struck a chord in my soul. Before I found Christ, I was distrustful of people, filled with fear, and consumed with unforgiveness towards those who had hurt me. I realized as I reread the sign that I am now a totally different person. I enjoy people of all ages, shape