If it's Intimidation, it's Not the Gospel

When I was a kid, I remember standing next to a sixty year old woman in church. She was holding

Distract Me From My Fear

I want to be distracted. From the uncertainty of it all. From everyone’s opinions presented as

Running from Friendship

I left without saying good-bye. I had dug myself a hole, curled up into it and stayed there. I

Beauty as Death

My wife and I were at the grocery store the other day and she commented to me on how beautiful

The Unfortunately Short Half-Life of Being Cool

I’ve had the stone-on-my-heart, dry-mouthed desire to be among the cool kids and I’ve felt the