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Sexy

Sexy

Jan 16, 2017

You know what’s really sexy? A person who’s 100% comfortable with themselves. And you know what’s really funny? It is just as time consuming and difficult to learn to accept yourself as it is to pretend to be someone else. The only difference is – with self acceptance, one day, it’s not hard anymore. One day, you feel like your sexiest, strongest self just...

Words

Words

Jan 9, 2017

“What has been seen cannot be unseen, what has been learned cannot be unknown. You cannot change the past, but you can learn from it. You can grow from it. You can be made stronger. You can use that strength to change your life, to change your future.” — C.A. Woolf There are many universal human experiences, one of which is learning. Regardless of age, ability,...

Staying Airborne

Staying Airborne

Feb 29, 2016

Because one believes in oneself, one doesn’t try to convince others. Because one is content with oneself, one doesn’t need others’ approval. Because one accepts oneself, the whole world accepts him or her ― Lao Tzu The last few nights, after getting over a pretty severe head cold, I found myself sleeping more deeply than before. I’ve been paying better...

Inwards and Outwards

Inwards and Outwards

Dec 11, 2015

Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart… live in the question ― Rainer Maria Rilke Nearly two months have passed since the last time I felt compelled to write publicly, and while I’ve written much in that time, most of it has been for me. Settling into a new place, a new life, a new way of being — it takes energy and focus. Acclimating...

Expectations … or Loneliness…

Expectations … or Loneliness…

Sep 15, 2015

I wonder: when Jesus comes back, when God consummates God’s program, when redemption is complete, will it be possible for God to hide? I wonder if the trick is not drinking until you can’t tell the difference between Mordecai and Haman, but until you can’t tell the difference between God’s hiddenness and God’s presence, or perhaps until you can’t tell the...

Instant Coffee…

Instant Coffee…

Dec 5, 2014

Two spoonfuls of Maxwell House. Two packets of Sweet-n-Low. One spoonful of powdered, non-dairy creamer. And a mug that is slightly younger than my mother. Two cups. Always two cups. For as long as I can remember, this was Nanny’s morning routine. She never ate much for breakfast — maybe a doughnut or a couple pieces of toast. On the weekends, she’s bake...

Silent But Not Invisible

Silent But Not Invisible

Dec 2, 2014

Words can be twisted into any shape. Promises can be made to lull the heart and seduce the soul. In the final analysis, words mean nothing. They are labels we give things in an effort to wrap our puny little brains around their underlying natures, when ninety-nine percent of the time the totality of the reality is an entirely different beast. The wisest man is...

Can I Be Both?

Can I Be Both?

Jun 11, 2014

Sometimes I just get tired of asking the questions… This morning, I read an article my friend Nico wrote about another mutual friend, Brad. On the one hand, I felt a sense of pride for knowing both men, one who identifies as an atheist/humanist and the other who professes (and lives a life of) faith in Christ. On the other hand, I felt partly envious for both:...

Compelled

Compelled

Jun 10, 2014

It’s been three years since it happened, and I can still remember it as if it were yesterday… Last Friday, I had the chance to sit down with a friend of a friend who is currently interviewing people for a soon-to-be-released nonprofit film called Compelling Love. Going into the interview, I only briefly watched the Kickstarter video and glanced at the Facebook...

Me and Papa: Thinking About God’s Feminine Side

Me and Papa: Thinking About God’s Feminine Side

May 22, 2014

Sometimes I refer to God as Papa, and if you’ve ever read William Paul Young’s The Shack then you already know what image this title brings to mind for me… I remember the first time I was chastised for not being “manly enough.” My grandma worked at a church-run daycare center in Covington, Kentucky, just across the river from...