Notes on Prayer
When I did pray, I felt like a stranger knocking at the front door of a former friend.
When I did pray, I felt like a stranger knocking at the front door of a former friend.
Part of this is due to the fact that it doesn’t shy away from the pain of being part of the LGBTQ+ community in a society that is less than accepting, but it also doesn’t hesitate to show the joy that can be found in that community.
Critical Role has garnered a reputation for being a titan of a show in the DnD community—both in popularity and in sheer length.
The gore of blood rain seems tame when it’s raining dead frogs, fish, or birds.
Perfect for a congregation to sing together even when half of them think the “walls” are corporate income taxes.
The best part of West Virginia is my grandparents and without fail they could be found in their driveway, waving goodbye when we left.
Decrying my job seems particularly ironic as a virtual teacher.
Many animal species flock together, but starlings, humble and social songbirds found across the world, are the only airborne creatures who can collectively stir and swoop.
I struggle to find contentment and seek new adventures almost compulsively.
Maybe she actually loathes the pillow because it has come to symbolize her cold, loveless marriage—what sort of husband gives his wife a neck pillow?