Tag: future

  • Victors

    Tonight, the headlines irrevocably declare: “120 Dead in Paris Attacks, Worst Since WWII”. Terror is spreading across our planet, and the people of this planet, like ancient wooden ships adrift in a storm, scatter. Some cry, some shout “Revenge!”, some huddle in the paralysis of fear. Some hold up signs that say ‘NOT AFRAID’–a distinctive […]

  • just call me Moe

    You know what’s so weird? I’m spending this entire year of my life in the wilderness field… well, the rest of my life, hopefully. And it’s the thing I’m the least cut out for. Seriously though. I’m introverted, preposterous and afraid of heights and drowning. Just the other day, a mother called me to talk about her concerns […]

  • Innumerable Gifts

      Recently, most people have been asking me the “What next?” question. You know the one. The one where it’s incredibly awkward to say, “Well, I plan to study, write, do some renovations and work out. That’s it.” Why me? Why is my path so full of “What if?” and “What next?”s? Why do I love doing […]

  • Love Ambush

    I’ve been a crab for twenty-four hours. It all started when someone asked me a question, and I responded defensively and then the father of lies jumped in with all of his hogwash and made a mess of everything. “You’re not worth fighting for.” he said, “You are selfish at the core, and think of […]

  • My Best Addiction

    Now that you all know I’m addicted to gummy bears….. (and oh happy day, I got a whole 1-lb bag of them for my birthday) I gotta tell ya’ll about my FAVORITE addiction. The one I plug into when I get upset at my boss. Or when I’m preparing to teach. Or when I’m bored by […]

  • The Time When I Started a Church

    Driving along a cold, forsaken road one dark night, my radio croaking out a mournful song,  I saw a church. A church that had a lighted cross by the highway, and warm, welcoming lights on inside, as if it was open to strangers and a crackling fire was burning in the hearth. “How strange!” I […]

  • What if heaven says you are PERFECT?

    I once heard that when you comb your hair/put on makeup/etc. in front of a mirror, your hands are trying to conform your appearance into a ideal picture of yourself—–the Who-I-Know-I-Can-Be-With-Enough-Effort—– that you have inside your brain. I do that in so many other ways. The other week while I was at work sweeping cobwebs and feeling like I […]

  • With Whom We Deal

    “The load, or weight, or burden of my neighbors glory should be laid daily on my back, a load so heavy that only humility can carry it, and the backs of the proud will be broken. It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the […]

  • I hope you {dance}

    Life is short. But I’m not afraid. When I die, I hope you dance. I hope you do a full-out jig. Stop giving me that awkward stare. I’m really not that crazy. I attended a funeral last fall. Unfortunately, I’ve been at quite a few in the last year. But this one was traumatizing, unlike anything I’ve experienced […]

  • My Lantern Ignited a Tree

    And then it was 2013. As the first few minutes of the fresh, new year ticked their celebratory circuits around the clock, my friends and I released a cloud of paper lanterns into the night air. They floated solemnly at first, and then with a gust of hasty impatience shot straight up until they were only fairy specks against the obsidian […]