Half Empty or Full?

Growing up in the Half Empty Land of New York City definitely skewed my life with a predisposition towards cynicsim. I am challenged every day to believe that the cup is half full. I used to cloak my cynicism saying that "I am a realist" ... pretty funny when I think of it because the ultimate reality is that God loves me and keeps me every day. For more of my thoughts on reality and relativism read here.