October 22, 2017
On the flip, if this crazy, magical world that sometimes smells like lavender and always spins is not only real, but points to something even more real than itself, cut me off a slice of that. I want in.Â
On the flip, if this crazy, magical world that sometimes smells like lavender and always spins is not only real, but points to something even more real than itself, cut me off a slice of that. I want in.Â
Whether you have six-pack abs or a beer gut, you can do these things…
In a thick Eastern European accent, he simply said, “Pray to God. Ask him to forgive your sins.”
I don’t celebrate his death; I’m more brokenhearted by how he lived his life.
Christian media is safe, not necessarily good. Ironically, God is good, but never promised to be safe…
Who doesn’t love a good short story?
I didn’t know what to expect. I knew these people were not Christians, and I knew they would at least be drinking, if not wildly drunk…
It’s Margaret Sanger’s Aryan dream come true…
Your sexual status may not be as important as you think.
A black church burns down. Justice isn’t a comfortable coffee conversation; it’s standing near enough to the heat to smell your own hair being singed.Â









