Justice shall flower in his days, and profound peace, till the moon be no more. May he rule from sea to sea, and from the River to the ends of the earth. Psalm 72 Today is the Feast of the Epiphany. Today, we remember that Jesus comes into our history, into our broken world and interrupts … More Life without war
In the winter I am writing about, there was much darkness. Darkness of nature, darkness of event, darkness of the spirit. The sprawling darkness of not knowing. We speak of the light of reason. I would speak here of the darkness of the world, and the light of _______. But I don’t know what … More The light of a winter sun
To identify as a Christian right now is difficult. I have done a lot of un-learning and re-learning about what it means to be a Christian since I’ve come to college, especially within this past year. So what does faith look like for me right now? (what does life look like, what does my humanity look … More What I Know (I Think)
‘out beyond ideas of right and wrong is a field’ will I meet you there? —mewithoutYou About two weeks ago I saw the most incredible natural phenomenon. It’s called bioluminescence and it makes the ocean waves look neon blue at night because of a special type of algae and plankton. I went … More Bioluminescence
for anyone mourning the loss of a friendship Thinking about a broken friendship tonight. I try not to think *too* much about it, but it’s on my mind. There aren’t many words to adequately capture this particular kind of absence — absence of a friend who was once so close. Feelings of anger and betrayal … More ‘Star Friendship’
A song for my city. The aching hearts. The pain, the fear, at a little school 3 minutes from my home. Kendrick Castillo, you were taken too soon. This is not fair. You should have graduated high school by now. Beautiful boy. The most beautiful boy. Brown eyes of promise. Jesus, please heal and save. … More Hope for my hometown
Hallelujah nevertheless, was the song the pain couldn’t destroy Hallelujah nevertheless, you’re my joy invincible joy —Switchfoot Spring break road trip 2019!! A car full of best friends. Cheap motels in small towns, friendly strangers, spontaneous pull-the-car-over explorations, early morning too-much-creamer coffee, four-day-old sweatpants, crazy lightning rainstorms, Polaroid pictures, roadside diners, tears-streaming-down-cheeks laughter. Driving through the … More The rocks cry out
I am glad daylong for the gift of song, For time and change and sorrow; For the sunset wings and the world-end things Which hang on the edge of to-morrow. I am glad for my heart whose gates apart Are the entrance-place of wonders, Where dreams come in from the rush and din Like sheep … More In Sorrow and In Joy
Waking Up to Life’s Meaning (These are excerpts from a paper I wrote for my existential philosophy class last fall. For the past year or so, I have been thinking about my death every day, and it has caused me to change my life in the form of taking risks and loving more deeply … More Authenticity toward death
New York City is a poem. That’s what I know after living here only a month and a half. It has a vibe unlike any other place in the world. It sings its own soul-vibration song. I understand why artists and writers and musicians and creators are drawn to this city, and have been for … More New York City is a poem
