I Am Mountain
*I Am Mountain* remains Gungor’s crowning jewel and shows a brighter future for them than I ever imagined. Like all great artists, they aren’t afraid to change.
Antiques
About two years ago, I realized that garage sales were not worth my time. Estate sales were the thing. Estate sales had quality merchandise. Entire walls of blue Mason jars. Complete sets of dishes and silverware.
Parental Shutdown
TO BE (hopefully) DISCONTINUED.
Twentynothings
I really hope thirtyandfourtysomethings don’t think I’m a promiscuous, drunk, hopelessly romantic, lazy, clueless, emotional wreck.
Not Another Twilight
How do you teach a classroom of sleepy freshmen that feminism is about equality, not (necessarily) bra-burning? That making fun of someone denotes privilege, not power?
Dogged
Then one night in April Brett called his own bluff and showed up, straight from an Amish farm, with a puppy.
Basketball
I’m getting better at b-ball, but it’s in the same way that I’m getting better at kite-boarding, pogo-sticking, goat-milking, or anything else that I never practice.
Harvest
Another kitchen sunrise in a land of bread but no bagels.
Let’s Go Exploring
I saw a 1958 Chevy Cameo last weekend. For those who don’t know your classic vehicles (like me), a 1958 Cameo looks like that picture on the left. Old trucks don’t normally get me excited, but this one had exactly 1.3 miles on its odometer. Fifty-five years old, and...![Discern [My] Own Adventure](https://thepostcalvin.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/photo-31-1080x674.jpg)
Discern [My] Own Adventure
Discernment is hard work. I wish it were as easy as marking off a checklist. The hard part is the careful self-examination, the perseverance, the curiosity, the strain to hear that still, small voice.
