“Open your eyes, and see what you can with them before they close forever.” Anthony Doerr – All the Light We Cannot See And what, my friends, do you suppose is the purpose of living? Is life about achievement? Take a look at the way we view ourselves […]
It’s been a wild week in Seattle. In the days following the Seahawk’s “miraculous” comeback victory over the Green Bay Packers, the fires of an ancient debate have been rekindled. Does God care about football games? Moreover, does He care enough to intervene on behalf of a given […]
“Fish aren’t meant to be in a box, kid. It does things to them.” This quote from “Finding Nemo” wandered into my brain recently while I was outside, enjoying a cigar. It snowed here for the first time this season, so I decided to take in the beauty […]
Some of my most vivid childhood memories are those of church Sunday school classes. I remember the felt-covered boards the teachers would use to give visuals for the stories – the ones with the little paper Bible characters. I don’t think many Sunday school teachers use felt boards […]
I’m going to share some fairly controversial opinions about the Bible later in this post. For those with a healthy blood-lust for controversy, be patient; I have some prefacing to do before I begin picking that yet-to-scab wound that was reopened when Michael Gungor had the unholy audacity […]
I merely saw her lips move. So frail was she – so frail and low to the ground – that it took some movement on her part to fall into my peripheral sight. Thanks to the wonder of noise-canceling technology, I did not hear her approach, and the […]
This is the first substantial bit of writing I’ve done in over a week. That’s unusual for me. I have a habit of writing every day. Many days, I only write to myself or to God, but I always write. For more than a week, my brain’s been […]
I’m hoping for feedback on this one. I plan to enter it in a story contest next month, and I want to get a head start on tweaking before I submit it. Comments, please! (Note: I’m working with a 750 word limit, so don’t bother telling me it […]
There are those who write and those who call themselves “writers”. They’re known to hold quiet celebrations upon learning to describe themselves this way. I’ve come to find the characterization oddly repellent. For me to find pride in being labeled a writer – it feels like developing severe […]
Last night, I rode a bus; Billy Graham was the driver. I call it a bus, though it wasn’t truly a bus at all; rather, it was a standard four-door automobile – perhaps a Buick or a Crown Vic or something of the sort. But it felt mostly […]
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