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dismantling mountaintop experiences.

The mountain, the bubble, the high, the analogies are endless and let’s be honest, the recovery is weird.   If you’ve been around long enough you have been involved in … Continue reading

August 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

an open letter to those recovering after camp.

  Hello dear friend,   What is my name? What does it mean to be human? I forgot what my feet look like clean, and I need a very large … Continue reading

August 15, 2017 · Leave a comment

it is for freedom.

It is for freedom Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.   I think we humans … Continue reading

March 6, 2017 · Leave a comment

ode to the end times sermon.

Thank you for caring about me. Thank you for wanting the best for me. Thank you for keeping our eyes focused toward the future.   But we really must talk, … Continue reading

February 27, 2017 · Leave a comment

lukewarm.

On this week’s installment of Dismantling Christianese, Because it’s Worth it.   Lukewarm.   I have strong feelings about this word. I don’t like it. I don’t like it in … Continue reading

February 14, 2017 · Leave a comment

redemption.

We the redeemed. We get confused about what we are redeemed from.   Only one thing. Death. That’s it.   We like to complicate it. Lines, parsing words, anesthetizing.   … Continue reading

February 13, 2017 · Leave a comment

rabbit hole ramblings.

It lays dormant in our bones, but it’s there, for each and every one of us. We were created to reveal the kingdom on earth. We are image bearers of … Continue reading

November 30, 2016 · Leave a comment

lament of a spark killer.

I’m not certain that I’ve ever really created art that I’m wholeheartedly proud of, but ever since the time on the inside I haven’t produced anything. Actually it’s been since … Continue reading

November 28, 2016 · Leave a comment

this is me. running away.

Let me paint you a picture. Let’s say your friend has broken their arm, it hurts, they are complaining, and they can’t really move it. You being the smart person … Continue reading

September 28, 2016 · Leave a comment

bigger tables.

Some days I wake up and feeling like I’m living in the middle of the most twisted love story. Hollywood wouldn’t pick it up, unless they could market it as … Continue reading

September 26, 2016 · Leave a comment