Bridging the gap between Christianity, life, and mental health
Dear Danny, I found your obituary online tonight. It filled in some holes for me but not everything. The most important thing I found though was your death date—your actual one; not the date that Ash or Chris told me that you died—(It was sometime in November according to them and my memory but now... Continue Reading →
Initially, this started as just a random freewrite on Maya (my typewriter) and then—as any good writing session does—it evolved into something more. Finding Forrester was the movie that made me yearn for a typewriter; the various professors I encountered in my undergrad years at Palm Beach Atlantic University and the University of Central Florida... Continue Reading →
Hope fades into nefarious darkness, and repeated promises, stretched beyond the rainbow’s end, springboard a soulful malnourishment by way of tsunami tears and silently whispered Psalms.
Last Friday morning, I awoke early (like before the crack of dawn early!) and meditated on a well-known, often-quoted-out-of-context passage of Scripture. I’ve read these verses countless times and it hits me anew even now. 27. “But I say to you who hear, Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, 28. bless... Continue Reading →
Upon scrolling on Facebook tonight, I learned that today is International Typewriter Day! So, to celebrate, I wrote an ode—a thank you letter if you will—to my Maya, my 1961 Underwood 18 manual typewriter. I’ve had her for almost a year—even though it feels like so much longer!—and I’ve grown as a writer and person... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 