To My Fellow White People

I'm tired. I'm tired and I don't even have a right to say I'm tired. I'm tired of seeing our POC brothers and sisters oppressed, abused, murdered, lynched, and ignored. I'm tired of hearing their stories, watching their videos, seeing their tears, and feeling their pain. And yet, I have no right to be tired. …

Love, Lent, and Learning to Live

Yesterday was Ash Wednesday, and I had intended to write something about the theological significance or whatever. But, why reinvent the wheel? Google it. Instead, this post will probably be more personal than theological-- which is typically the standard for me anyway. So, as I've been reflecting on life, here are my thoughts, and my …

Dissatisfaction?

*This blog is kind of long (Sorry not sorry). And yet, it still does not encompass all my experiences with seminary. Mostly what has been going through my mind in the past few days. I have so many more things I want to say-- so stay tuned and I may upload more that better explain …

An Overwhelming, Open Letter

I was going to finish my blog about God using unexpected people to do unexpected things tonight. But I couldn’t. I was going to write about how I struggled today because I missed home so much more than I ever have before even though I’ve been gone way less time than I have before. But, …

Adventure into the Unknown

I am approximately 8 days away from embarking on the craziest, scariest, most exciting, most challenging, most satisfying adventure of my life. And I have been reflecting on how I got here, what my greatest fears are, and what my greatest hopes are. My greatest fear is the unknown-- missing out on all the known …

Not Today, Satan

I have heard it said that God gives the hardest battles to his strongest soldiers. And while I am pretty convinced it holds little water theologically, I do know that the enemy does fight. He fights hard and he fights dirty. But I also know that God is the strongest soldier anyone could ever ask …

Living a Life of Invisibility

I've spent most, if not all, of my life feeling like I was invisible. Not like nobody-can-see-me-like-I'm-a-ghost type invisible. More like the type of invisible where you're in a room full of people and everyone is talking around, about, or even to you, but no one is talking with you. The kind of invisible where …

God is Good…

...all the time. Sometimes, when I think about God I get overwhelmed. Like, my mind literally cannot comprehend how great, awesome, and unbelievably good He is. When I think about the crucifixion, I am moved to tears. When I think about how small and insignificant we are in comparison to how grand and great God …

Shoe Boxes of Memories

I have these shoe boxes in my room, probably four or five of them, filled with memories from throughout my life. I started collecting mostly, but not completely, various important papers, in probably fourth or fifth grade, and I have gotten quite the collection over the years. I have everything from plane boarding passes, to …

On Weeping and Being Forsaken

"I'm tired of hearing about the brokenness of those outside the church. What about those of us in the church who are broken? Just once, I'd like a sermon on 'Jesus wept' and 'my God, my God, why have you forsaken me? ' " So, here's your sermon on "Jesus wept" and "my God, my …