Born of Spirit,forever indebted and adopted.So why am I here once againin this place of danger, isolation,hurt, and self-disappointment?Your Spirit reigns within,a child of Yours I am,so I shouldn't be unrenewed orconformed in my thinking, right? "You are mine," I hear you softly whisper.I smile. I am yours, but I also need help. They tell... Continue Reading →
Passion is a Bootleg Trophy (Getting Back to my Poetic Roots)
Yesterday morning, I intentionally slowed down. It’s a much-needed practice but a hard one. I broke out Maya and then poet Taylor Mali’s Metaphor Dice (because I wanted to challenge myself to return to my poetic roots). I rolled the dice and got this: Metaphor Dice I paused and pondered for a good 5 minutes... Continue Reading →
When Grief Demands Its Audience (A “Dear Danny” Letter)
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 →
Happy International Typewriter Day!
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 →
Lessons from C. S. Lewis: The Trinity is a Sugar Cube
Yesterday, I watched a YouTube video of Ruslan, a Christian YouTuber, reacting to a video of pastor and author Francis Chan warning against the dangers of the modern "progressive Christianity" ideology that's infiltrated 21st-century believers. I felt both jaded and intrigued by the vast, extensive amount of church history and theology that is/has been taught... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 