About Last Sunday: Message Notes and Other Things

Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.

Olivet Theory’s Bad Advice Series: Chapter 4 – How To Argue With Your Wife

Some men and these are the veteran warriors I speak of, use this technique twice a week just to avoid an argument.

Reparations Revisited: The Case of Japanese Americans vs African Americans

I will add that racism is a feature, not a bug, of the United States of America.

Traits of Abusive Leaders

We’re here to restore people to fellowship, not power, remember that. 

1826 Days in Canada: A Short Story.

Welp, that’s five years in Canada for us. Let’s see what happens in the next five!

Why God’s Justice is Good News

Divine Justice is equally retributive and reparative.

The Alien and the Earth

What am I to you, World, but a passing stranger?

Whole Bodies. Halved Souls.

How plagued we are by this broken duality.

One Year of Blogging in the Books!

I launched this blog one year ago today.

Here Is Why We Left Mill Creek Christian Assembly

“It’s so nice to finally have some color in this church. We’re happy to have you here.”

I Am A Neo-Evangelical: Here Is Why This Matters

Are you still an evangelical?

What is it like to be in a loveless relationship? 

Make Relationships Love-Filled Again.

Love Your Neighbor: Afghanistan

Love your neighbor.

Of Christians, Pandemics, and Pro-Life Hypocrisy

Bear one another’s burdens.

Christ in Alabama by Langston Hughes

Christ is a nigger.

100th Blog Post!

I dedicate my one-hundredth blog post to my lovely wife.

Vergangenheitsaufarbeitung and Other Things

Working off the past.

Dreams, Poetry, and Explosions with Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

My Struggle with Historical Presentism

And this is where I run into this new conundrum of historical presentism. 

Ruminations on Pop Culture and Lil Nas X/Montero (Call Me By Your Name)

If Lil Nas X wants to plunge headfirst down a perennial pole to the lowest pits of hell to give the devil a lap dance in the name of the arts, let him. […] We have our fair share of pole dancers behind the cloth as is.