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Goodbye

tom

Lost someone today.

You could lose half a day if you happened to sit down in the room with Tom. He loved theology and loved sharing his discoveries even more… Nothing really made him happier than talking about new things he was learning (regardless of whether you cared to sit and listen).

As he leaves mortality behind, I can’t help but wonder at the discoveries in store for him.

My brother Thunderbeard has been blogging about (among other things) the weeks leading up to his dad’s death.

Finding a way to emotionally understand their edgy past and courageously seek some sort of resolve in their relationship has been inspirational reading for me and spiritually nourishing for him.

Feel free to share a story about Tom in the comments and be sure to check out Thunderbeard. He’s my brother and I love him and my heart’s aching for him today.

Feed the Kids Cigarettes for Breakfast

eat-cigarettes

I have a great church and I like my pastor a lot. He is compassionate and loves to study and meets the needs of his congregation well. His words of wisdom on a Sunday 4 years ago altered my view of God for the better and are tattooed on my soul…

A few weeks ago though, I almost walked out of the service.

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Here you go

my-heart

I’ve noticed that the more personal my writing, the more readers I get. A lot more.

It’s hard though…

It is a lot more fun to write about new tunes or stuff that annoys me or whatever

So either you are a bunch of bloodsucking fiends who take pleasure in my exposing myself…

or…

You share some of those hurts… you identify with my feelings… and you find some relief when someone articulates some of the same anguish or trouble or pain you’ve experienced yourself.

I’m pretty sure it’s the latter… and if so, I’m glad to put my heart out there for you…

But be patient with me… I can’t write something so personal every day… it takes a week or so to recover from writing stuff like that.

And it’ll take years before I work up the courage to share the strongest of odors… the ones that make you gag and cry and practically puke…

You’ll love that stuff.

In the meantime, enjoy as I do, the little things… like every bite of every single sandwich.