Category Archives: Grand Rapids
I love the city I now call home, but it’s never been my destination.
A hot and electric pulse coursed through my body, like the shock you receive from an exposed wire, only longer-lasting, and warmer.
I was suddenly aware of everything: the squelch of the slider door’s rubber seal releasing as my brother came in from the yard. The creak and crash of the screen door to the garage behind my dad.
And then—after all that hectic activity—all I had to do was drive. For five hours. On the same road. Beside a repeating pattern of corn and soybeans.
I don’t like change, and I am an anxious person. Nice to meet you.
We welcomed the hilarity of our mistake, the unknowns of adventure, and the opportunity to give ourselves grace.
Condoms were occasionally brought up with a scoff and a smirk. Believing that condoms were good for anything was credulity on par with believing the earth is flat.
I know some churches are trying. “Singles group” is a thing. But really? That’s depressing on a good day, patronizing on a bad one.
Riding the bus requires a release of control. The person using a wheelchair has the priority now; whatever my plans were, they can wait. We’re both riding the same bus, and we’ll get there when we get there.