Category: Free-form
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They don’t know why we care
At a certain point, caring for others becomes the only thing worth doing. When I attended my grandfather’s funeral there were so many folks there whose lives he had impacted. I want my funeral to be full of my friends and family and I want them to all have a story to tell when I…
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The road to one-hundred essays
The express purpose of this blog is to craft one hundred essays by the end of 2025. When I first began this journey part of me worried that I would soon run out of topics about which to write. But the opposite is true. The more essays I write the more topics with which my…
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Solitude as a service
I have slowly begun to appreciate that being single has many often overlooked benefits which are lost when you are invested in a relationship. This has not stopped my heart from desiring to know and be known but it has given me patience and peace. I was recently at my niece’s sixth birthday party and…
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Christ for the Modern American
Dr. Martin Luther King states in Letter from A Birmingham Jail “In any nonviolent campaign there are four basic steps: collection of the facts to determine whether injustices exist; negotiation; self purification; and direct action.” Recently, I have committed myself to the campaign of sharing the Gospel of Jesus Christ in a way that is…
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The Holy Spirit’s role in evolution
My generation has a unique burden. Rewrite our understanding of the universe in light of both spiritual and scientific truth. After the significant work of Charles Darwin the ground-breaking truth of evolution came to light and many left the concept of faith behind them. I did too until I experienced several impossible miracles that I…
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An insane date-gone-bad story
I met L in a way that I should be proud of. She (L) walked into my favorite cafe and was reading a book and so was I. I introduced myself and we ended up talking for three hours. During that time L invited me to a concert with her friends. I bought the ticket…
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The urgent care (practice)
Why are doctors’ offices so depressing? Is it the awareness of your own mortality? I certainly found no answers in the Pataskala urgent care as I lounged in a plush beige arm chair. One of many equally plush furnishings meant to rest the body in what is, as ordained by our society, a strictly non-life…
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