Christianity

I tell stories about you, my friend. “I once had a friend who ____”, or “a friend once said___”, or “once a friend and I _____”. Every time I say…

What is art but the unseen prophetic truths of the soul incarnated in some tangible way? What is art if it doesn’t stir the heart to accountability and action and…

Broken & Unbroken There is always a moment when I feel broken and everyone else feels whole. I often wonder, Am I the only one? The only one wrestling, the…

The Weight It starts as a sort of hollow feeling in the pit of your stomach And spreads throughout your mind and body. Then it’s above your head, crushing you…

  I Feel Bleak I feel bleak. Bleak like a naked branch in the middle of winter’s frost. So bare, so dead-looking, in the middle of night’s coldness. I wonder.…