This spring I sat at a coffee shop in Lisbon enjoying a sunny morning in Portugal, towards the end of a lovely trip with my wife. It was a beautiful, warm day. I felt content and peaceful. As I watched the world go by, I was struck by an interesting thought that touched down in my mind, like a plane coming in for a landing—How could I be a better person? I decided to investigate this thought a little more—after all, I had nothing I had to do at that moment.
It wasn’t that I thought I was a bad person. In general, I feel pretty good about myself. But I realized that good could always... Read More