I don't remember being held as a child. To briefly remind folks, I didn't know my biological father. My biological mother, who I lived with until I was seven, was incredibly mentally ill. And while I do remember some abuse, mostly what I remember is absence.
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Family & Summer Chaos Just wrapped up the most glorious family trip to California — floated around Pete and June's pool in Alamo with a book like I was twelve years old again at Stone Lake. The kids treated that pool like their personal kingdom. My cousin Jessica was
A story about anxiety and depression
Thinking I could accomplish anything was a mistake.
Way back in halcyon days of December 2009 (when "Fireflies" by Owl City was a number 1 song and Avatar came out) Emily and I had to decide on whether or not to move to Iowa. Iowa! Can you imagine? We had heard Iowa called God's
This summer, Good News Community Church generously allowed me to take an 11-week sabbatical, after having served on GNCC's staff for over 9 years. While sabbaticals have long been part of the tradition of pastoral ministry, far too few churches actually grant their staff this gift. I am
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