some stuff i've written about My Life

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Yard Sale

Everything Must Go

They say that money can’t buy happiness, but that doesn’t keep me from trying. So I went to college and graduated and got a job where they give me dollars and then I exchanged all those dollars for stuff and…

Juicing

The Worst Juice Cleanse Ever

Last Thursday I skipped breakfast and had pizza for lunch. I had pizza for supper too, if those stale circles of hard dough anemically sprinkled with cheese and sold shrink-wrapped and frozen can be called “pizza”. I wish I could…

If My Voice Is Heard At All

If my voice is heard at all, let it be heard whispering hope to those longing to hear. Let it be heard by those who have been sold lies disguised as truth. Let it be heard by those broken hearts who…

Boys and Dolls: A Father's Response

What would you do if you found your boy playing with a doll instead of a bulldozer? This is the scandalous premise at the heart of a recent Sesame Street clip. As a guy who aspires to Biblical manhood, as…

Fitness: In the Gym

The Worst Work-Out Plan Ever

Five days a week, I roll out of bed and stumble into the gym half-asleep. I don’t warm up before lifting. I don’t drink water whilst in the gym; I drink coffee. I don’t track my progress from week to…

Incoherent Mumbled Prayers

“God, give me grace for today.” I don’t remember if I said it aloud, or just felt it trudge through my mind as a tired prayer. In that moment between looking at the clock on my phone and willing my…

The Prodigal Father

You know the story. There was a son who got tired of living on the family farm and decided to chase the big city lights. After a whirlwind summer, he stumbled home broke and broken, too ashamed to look his…