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Monthly Archives: October 2018

Fortitude

Then MOses set OUT with JOSHua his AIDE. And MOses went UP the MOUNtain of GOD.

The Parable of Coffee and Its Lover

If you’re looking for a redemptive ending, I don’t have one.

Dim Vision: Worship as a Microcosm of White Privilege

As a white person, it’s easy for me to assume that my way of viewing the world is normal. And not just normal, but best. That my way of talking is best. That my way of keeping time is best. That my way of doing church is best.

Love from 37,000 Feet

I will battle against my own impatience and distrust as I remember that people are not exchangeable puzzle pieces.

Everlasting Bonds

“We should totally hang out.”
The lie comes easily. Situations such as this feel like they require politeness and kindness more than truth.

Baby Talk

The man: “Wow, how great. Now you be sure to take super special care of that beautiful baby. What’s her name?”

Fear in a Russ’ Restaurant

Fear in a Russ’ Restaurant

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Random man: MY REAL NAME IS DONALD J. TRUMP AND YOU’RE FIRED!

What I Think About When I Camp Alone

What I Think About When I Camp Alone

That’s one thing that sucks about winter camping. There’s nothing to do after it gets dark, except drink beer and stare at the fire.

Everything Really Matters, A Lot

Everything Really Matters, A Lot

B: I think that it might be important to take a minute and savor the fact that you no longer actively think you’re terrible

I’m Tired of Hearing Men Talk about The Last Jedi, So I Asked a Lady Robot

I’m Tired of Hearing Men Talk about The Last Jedi, So I Asked a Lady Robot

E: Ik heb een zwemdiploma maar als ik in jou ogen kijk verdrink ik.
J: Uh? Sorry, one more time? I want to make sure the readers get this.

The Tell-Tale Figment of My Imagination

The Tell-Tale Figment of My Imagination

The eternal shades of nightly gloom, which had so recently entwined my soul like a noose, loosened their chokehold and seemed to float away, ethereal bonds dissipating like specks of dust caught in a sunbeam.

A Cure for Homesickness

A Cure for Homesickness

ANGELICA
(continues in the gravelly voice)
WIPE your tears, princess, we’re gonna serenada you. ANITUS!

I Am Not Myself Tomorrow

I Am Not Myself Tomorrow

Free-Spirit Emily: (Scrolling through Anthropologie’s still impossibly expensive “sale” category) Oh believe me, you can. Remember the computer we never updated? We had it for years.

Existential Check-Up

Existential Check-Up

Now, if you’ll sit over here, I’m just going to take your anxiety. You’re going to feel some tightness. That’s normal. Okay?
Okay.

Memento Reply All

Memento Reply All

Isn’t Kelsey on the party planning committee or whatever? I feel like she’s too much of a Try-Hard to pass up something like that. I hope she remembers I’m gluten free so I can eat something other than a fruit cup this year.

Wish It Was Sunday

Wish It Was Sunday

“I think the water’s boiling, Jes.”
“Can you get that?”
“Caffeine or decaf?”

Passing Notes in Class

Passing Notes in Class

A while ago a few friends and I took a class that turned out to be much easier than expected. We spent most of the class time electronically messaging.

Liturgies

Liturgies

“And then of course you wonder if taking your wife to this show as the right thing to do, or if maybe you would have been better off going to dinner and having a conversation, even a monologue, as I suppose this has become.”

Teach Us to Pray

Teach Us to Pray

Teach me the quiet virtue of janitors and night stockers. Of saints who wake and sleep and live—and that is enough.

Smell It While It’s Hot

Smell It While It’s Hot

“WE ARE ON A WALK. WE ARE OUT FOR A FREAKING STROLL.”

Open Seating

Open Seating

“I’m actually on a connecting flight, traveling to a corn hole tournament. It’s a pretty big deal,” the man in the seat behind me announced. 

The Shelf

The Shelf

ALCOTT: Oh gosh, well I’m just awfully glad that that we’re all here together. I do so wish we could all get along.

Kevin the Dog, Act 1

Kevin the Dog, Act 1

KEVIN stares at MATT with zero intention of voluntarily getting back in the crate. MATT gets small treat and tosses it in the crate. KEVIN obliges.

Of Mountains and Muses

Of Mountains and Muses

“I’ve forgotten how to hold a prayer. If I ever really knew how… there are different ways of speaking to God, of hearing his voice.”

How to Lose Hope

How to Lose Hope

I told you to stop looking at the news.
I tried. I can’t. I keep going back. Why don’t they believe survivors?

A Borrowed Credo

A Borrowed Credo

“I do not think that I will ever reach a stage when I will say, ’This is what I believe. Finished.’ What I believe is alive … and open to growth.” (Madeleine L’Engle)

Before, Ninth, After

Before, Ninth, After

“As long as you end up married, it was a success.”

A Sign From God

A Sign From God

“Meeting you was a divine encounter. I’m living on trust, too.” Jacob grinned, as if my existence validated his life.

Parrot Talk

Parrot Talk

We speak to get outside of our own heads. I don’t think it particularly matters if you don’t always have an audience.

In Which My Sister and I Try to Talk About Things Other Than “Lost”

In Which My Sister and I Try to Talk About Things Other Than “Lost”

“I feel like I’m going to listen to this and it’s just going to be a bunch of my disgusting chewing noises.”

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