Sandals and a Stick

The Squishy Stuff

These are moments of shared empathy, compassion, and grace. These are moments of human connection – of humanity itself displayed most vividly. You could say that our reactions to videos like these are evidence of our internal squishy stuff.

Illusions Recalled

But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living every day

The Band Without a Country

“If we are a society that is suppressing art, we’re a society that is afraid of what it might reveal about itself. If we’re suppressing music, we’re suppressing emotions, we’re suppressing expression, we’re suppressing vulnerability, we’re suppressing the very essence of what makes us human. We are devaluing our own Humanity.” 18-year-old Harvard teenage musician, Rishab Jain

Giants and a Dot

But I have learned something this past week. This is an image that should be burned into our consciousness. It should be a focal point for humanity to ponder, wonder, and apply to everyday life throughout the world. This mandate is useful when considering perspective.

Musicians, Poets, and Actors

Is it possible? Do we no longer care about little girls forced to live in shelters as we align ourselves with those who destroyed her home – her country? Is it possible? Do we truly reject any responsibility for the oppression of our own? Is it possible? Can we find a way to follow the Jesus that I read about? And so, I pray.

I Didn’t Know, a Confession, and a Way Forward

My confession. I began writing this piece for publication on Sunday, February 9. But I realized it came from a place of darkness. It was tabled for possible future use, and for the first time in a decade, I failed to upload a weekly article. After nearly 450 posts, I skipped a week. I considered canceling this part of my life entirely.