Like a typical teenager I struggled with FOMO throughout high school: the fear of missing out. But mine was more information focused than experiential: I didn’t want to miss out on knowing anything. I wanted to know who was dating who, what official and unofficial events were happening, and what crazy things were happening in the […]Read More When the Devil Tells the Truth
I’m honestly tired of reading articles and reflections about this spread of a deadly virus. I’m even tired of writing them. But here we are, me writing another. I think I’m tired of it because I’m tired of thinking about it. I’m tired of it taking up space in our hearts, robbing us of time […]Read More The ________ of Control
As an intensely introverted person, I love being alone. Furthermore, I’m a homebody, so I love not having anywhere to go and having plans cancelled. That said, there’s something about mandatory or “highly-recommended” staying home that sucks the enjoyment out of it. I don’t know what your situation is like right now. Maybe you’re at home […]Read More In Times Like These: a Virtual Care Package
““Where does this strange urge come from to reach for NPR the moment we get in our cars? Or always have music on in the background? Or flip on the TV while we’re cooking dinner? Or listen to podcasts during our workouts?”Read More The Fear of Silence
Today marks two months since I married my best friend (that is, if you’re counting from the first wedding :). We’ve already done so much! Moved continents, gotten married again, hosted friends and family, gone on several trips, bought furniture, budgeted so many times… Living life with him is nothing short of wonderful; and there […]Read More Is It Too Early for Marriage Reflections?
I wonder what it was like to be a hand-selected part of the twelve. No, not that twelve. The twelve before them: the spies sent to the Promised Land. I think I would’ve been excited. I mean this is it: the end of the whole journey, the promise that parents lull their children to sleep with, […]Read More The Dangerous Hypothetical
The inability to do anything presented a need for something I hate: asking for help.Read More As a Father
I distinctly remember the gnawing ache in my stomach as we pulled out into our daily territory. Businesses made it worse, Hispanic shops made it better, but any kind of territory brought about this reaction. Canvassing terrified me.Read More But How Do I Serve God Here?