There was a church across the street from where I lived. When my heart was pounding so bad I thought I would die, in the middle of a bad investing day, I would go to church. It was always empty. I’d get as close as possible to the statue of Jesus. I would touch his leg. I would pray. I would ask for a world that made sense. I would ask to be delivered from the non-stop pain of loss I was in. I would ask and ask and only a little bit would I offer to give. . . . . #investing #writing #lifestyle #fear #entrepr …see more