Salvation Looks Like Dancing
A meditation on holiness, cancer, Nazis, and dancing.
A meditation on holiness, cancer, Nazis, and dancing.
Do you miss your great-great grandparents?
I fear that you have missed how sinfully angry I am this year.
Time flies when you’re having fun, but it slows when you’re suffering…
It’s like a well-oiled gear of a vehicle saying “everything is great!” while the car is driving off a cliff.
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…
Because what I have found to be one of the absolute worst effects of porn is that it numbs me to reality. To the good and the bad. It files down the sharpened points of agony when suffering comes into my life, but it also curtails the heights of joy when there is reason to rejoice.