Being Content with Being
There is a place in each of us from which we need to operate to be more confident, at peace, focused, and loved.
There is a place in each of us from which we need to operate to be more confident, at peace, focused, and loved.
Not only are Christians permitted to celebrate Halloween, I think it’s imperative that we do…
There is an element of my struggle with porn that is both so evident and so deep-seated, I haven’t opened up about it much…
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the stories we tell. I think the issue is these two words: Happy endings.
The piece wasn’t meant to be a funny satire, but I realized that there is a real weight to the sexual brokenness of our world that should not be trivilaized.
Imagine that you’re on trial for murdering 100 people. The judge orders you to a life sentence of being beaten and tortured until the day you die…
A few months ago, TMZ broadcasted to the world that “Ethan the Shirtless Runner is the new Tim Tebow…HE’S A VIRGIN!” and people went wild. Some accused me of being a prude. Many assumed I was gay. But for some reason, I remained silent on my reasons for waiting until marriage to park the car in the garage.
I prefer a theology that pulls your hair behind your ears when you’re drunk (again) because it loves you as you are, not as you should be.
Whenever I see a sunset, I always try to pinpoint the place in the sky where the pink stops and the blue takes over. What I’ve come to find is that you can’t. There is no single point.
We can each name half a dozen songs about being alone in a crowded room, or maybe while sitting next to a lover, but is that really loneliness?






