We are living in a twisted irony, my friends. On one hand, pop culture is praising humans blindly, and on the other, human nature is looking its bleakest.”Read More Humanity’s Looking Ugly–So Why Do I Keep Hearing That We’re All So Beautiful?
On behalf of my suffering bros and sisses, I’m giving GAD a nickname: thorny anxiety. It stems not from a lack of trust in God or an immature faith, but from a thorn like the one Paul describes in his letter to the Corinthian church. Like Paul’s thorn, Generalized Anxiety Disorder has redemptive value that furthers God’s beautiful kingdom here on Earth.Read More Blessed are the clinically anxious.
I’m not entirely free–not these days. I struggle with the restratints of perfectionism–at a clinical level (Generalized Anxiety Disorder).Read More Summertime Shoulding
Life feels suspiciously bipolar.Read More The Existence of Sunshine and Genocide
Isn’t it pompous to assume people would sacrifice their time to get in *my* head?
Also–some encouraging words to the contrary for us creators.
“God is a black lesbian who rides a unicycle while listening to reggae.”Read More “Religion is Stupid.”
You are still commensurate to our capacity for wonderRead More You Are Still.
Like the pulsing Pacific– this relentless, forceful, curling tidal pipeline, this constant reception of well-traveled waters by patient rock and sand and cliff and isle, Like this indomitable eternal force– revving steady teal waters into chaotic white explosions, Erupting along mile after mile of unseen shore, Like this lunar heartbeat, steadfast through eons– every second […]Read More Constant