A Farm Boy At Heart
Hey girl, you wanna climb the power line towers to watch the sunset over the peach orchard? Hop on my four-wheeler and I’ll show you the back forty.
Iceland with Mark
And I invited my dad to join me. At the time, I wasn’t sure of the precise reasons I did it, it just felt right. In retrospect, I think I understand it better.
TV, Thai, and Pocket Nuggets
So I prayed for approximately eight straight minutes “Thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you…
All’s Rarely Quiet on the Substitute Front
Never enter unknown territory without good instructions from the absent officer. Otherwise you will stumble into a jungle of twenty-four small people’s very specific needs and probably make severe tactical errors.
Escape
When the state of the world overwhelms me, I turn to tried and trusted remedies.
An Ode to the Road
Never have I felt more American / than lying on my back in a middle Illinois / gas station, duct taping my car together
Happy National Adoption Day
“All adoption begins with loss.” I’ve chewed on that phrase for months, and the flavor hasn’t yet gone out of it.
I Consume
and when it bursts I imagine in my place a heap of broken bylines allusions clickbaits hottakes jpegs gifs intros outros all spooled out on the floor
Next Episode, Please: Season 2
Somehow, slowly, stealthily, podcasts have become the soundtrack to my life.
Election 2016: Voices from the Pews
Some were written before the election and some after, but each of them answers the question “How can I be a Christian citizen of the United States of America?” in a uniquely helpful way.
