I’m all for love and patience and understanding and compassion — But there’s also a time to say enough is enough. There’s a time to vent, weep, scream, shake a … Continue reading To Love Is to Fight.
If you want any hope of change, freedom, progress, recovery, and growth: you’ll need to confront yourself, too. The quickest way to not grow is to surround yourself with yes-men, … Continue reading Here’s the Truth: Hear the Truth
God, forgive me for when I lack empathy, when I jump to making talking points out of tragedy, when I forget the pain of community and family, when my voice … Continue reading We Wear Casts.
“May God bless you with discomfort at easy answers, half truths, and superficial relationships, so that you may live deep within your heart. “May God bless you with anger at … Continue reading Strength to Fight.
There is a particular Christianese language that demonizes “the enemy” and “the infidel,” in which “God is on my side” and “They’re holding me back.” This triumphalistic self-affirming theology, wrapped … Continue reading No, Fellow Christians.
I fell for the romanticized, destructive idea in both church culture and pop culture that we must constantly “love and forgive and give away,” a sort of martyr-hero syndrome that … Continue reading Love Doesn’t Enable, But Empowers.
Don’t settle for less. Don’t sell yourself short. Don’t be rushed into a feeling, a decision, an opinion. Don’t let anyone talk you down. Drop the mic often. Prioritize, for … Continue reading Stay Passionate.
It’s a crazy incredible thing to be in a place where people slow down and listen, where they hear your whole story and let you paint your full heart in … Continue reading They Say “Don’t Cry”— But So We Must.
You can really do the thing. You can really achieve the dream and pursue your goal and find recovery. But it has to start with one thing. It has to … Continue reading You can do the thing. It starts with another thing.
There are days or weeks or even months when I read the Bible and there are no grand epiphanies. There are whole seasons of Sundays when I sing praise and … Continue reading Some Days It Feels Like a Crazy Lie.