Making a Joyful Noise

Last night I dreamed a parade of solemn, angry protesters was marching through my neighborhood. As they came around the bend and got closer, I could read the signs they held in tight, unmovable fists. They were Christians. And they were, quite literally, mad at the world. I remember thinking to myself as they trudged…

Word.

As a writer, I love words. As a Christian living in a post-truth era, I am way over the word games this reality-optional society wants us all to play. People seem to have accepted the ridiculous notion that if you say something, the mere act of you saying it automatically makes it true. Has this…

Growing

I’ve got lots of little seedlings sprouting in peat pots on my kitchen counter right now. It’s not time to put them in the ground just yet; we’ve got almost another month until the last danger of frost. But I’m hopeful I’ll have good, strong, seedlings to go in the soil by the end of…

Bruh.

I am having a tremendously hard time with writer’s block this week. It took me hours to cobble together the short post I wrote yesterday and today I’m going back and forth between finishing up a piece on law enforcement (God help me) or talking about how I used to think life in the suburbs…

All the Feels

I learned a new term this morning in this great article on combatting woke ideology in the workplace (or whatever your sphere of relationships): “Emotional reasoning”. The name says it all, and this way of thinking, based not on fact or evidence, is the modern world’s answer to reality. There’s only one problem with emotional…