For a little over a year, I’ve been wrestling with a question. I don’t think about it every day, but it comes around with increasing frequency. What am I to do with this blog? This blog has been a part of my life for nearly fifteen years. It didn’t start as a blog, but it became one. And my love…
Today, a good friend shared something that sent my mind tumbling in a good way. It was a definition of peacemaking. Here’s what it says. Peacemaking doesn’t mean passivity. It’s the act of interrupting injustice without mirroring injustice, the act of disarming evil without destroying the evildoer, the act of finding a third way that is neither fight nor flight…
I almost don’t want to talk about this. Not because I don’t believe it or I’m afraid of the ensuing conversations that will follow, but because this topic is rather deep. There’s so much nuance to consider. I could make a few blanket statements that would satisfy many people, but blanket statements are so broad they inevitably fall short on…
My previous post in the Friend Requests series offered my thoughts on the Flat Earth theories that exist. I didn’t argue my position from a scientific standpoint because, honestly, I’m not a scientist. I am however theologically educated, so I offered my thoughts on Flat Earth from a theological perspective. I won’t rehash that here. If you want to know…
I knew it would happen eventually. Flat Earth is on the docket. Hmm. Ok. Here’s what I can’t do. I can’t address every scientific question or law or fact because here’s the bottom line. I’m not a scientist. I like science, I’m a fan of it, but I’m the equivalent of a ten year old trying to fly a fighter…
Not to sound like Andy Rooney, but have you ever noticed how everything is awesome? Everything is amazing? Everything is incredible? It’s not just good pizza, it’s amazing pizza. It wasn’t just a good movie, it was an incredible movie. Your parents aren’t just good parents, they’re awesome parents. It’s kind of like good has become mediocre which would make average kind…
Twenty one years ago this month I made a journey that would change my life forever. Let me tell you about the summer of 1997. The summer of 1997 was probably one of the most frustrating summers of my life, even to this day. I had finished my third year at Northeast Mississippi Community College with no immediate prospects of…
