Humanity
A definition. A rationalization. An attribute. An un-plumbable well of existence.
Why I Don’t Believe in Myself
The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked. Who can know it? (Jeremiah 17:9)
The Wildness of God
God’s wildness is a multiplied version of the boot-quaking awe we experience when we gaze upon the Grand Canyon.
Principles of Something
For this reason, merely believing in “something” is not half-hearted or vague, but both mind-blowing and earth-shattering.
Behold, I Have Invented God
In a word: I am so hopelessly imperfect it frequently causes me to crawl into a blanket fort and wish the world away.
Fly the W
If anyone in contemporary America can sympathize with the frustration of first-century Christians awaiting the imminent return of Christ, it’s we Cubs fans.
Stereogram
Where moments before had been only a slew of green speckles, I could suddenly see a crouching frog. It had been there all along; I just hadn’t had the skill, the “sight,” to notice it before.
Why Tax Day Should be in October
Because of my extension, my tax deadline fell in a period of the liturgical year called Ordinary Time, which seems more apt than the traditional timing of Tax Day, so close to Passion Week.
Ghosts We Know
Hi. My name is Cassie. There’s forever a part of me stuck in the loop of crawling in and out of bed.
Listener
Because I am, and “I AM,” and love is, and there must be more love out there—“the greatest of these.” For these reasons, I follow in the long tradition of abiding with God in silence.
