I am turning eighteen in six days. By the world’s standards I will officially be an adult. By the time you read this I probably already am. What is so great about getting older? Why as kids do we dream and imagine what it will be like when we reach the euphoric moment of … Continue reading Acheiving “Grownupness”
I am at war. When that woman at church tells me she meditates in front of a Buddha figurine, I am at war. When that man glares at me as I try to share the gospel, I am at war. When that sailing instructor tells me I am no different from an ape, … Continue reading We’re All at War
I am a work in progress. I said the prayer as a short and plump five-year-old. I remember the day vaguely. I was sitting cross-legged on my mom’s bed as she led me in a prayer asking God into my heart. I don’t remember the conversation leading up to that prayer. I don’t … Continue reading I Am Not a Good Christian
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