To my sweet surprise, my life is now made up of Word journeys. Fantastical adventures, as it were, with books and characters, stories and letters, worlds and kingdoms, ideas and truths – all which serve to shape me. Most recently, I took a six-month journey with The Preacher. THE Preacher, y’all. And another preacher. And … More My 6-Month Journey with The Preacher
No one remembered. No one. He delivered a whole city. And no one remembered. See, wisdom brought him to this place. And wisdom? It’s despised. Despised by a world whose view is small. For wisdom is better. Wisdom is better than might. And wisdom is better than weapons of war. Wise words are better every … More No One Remembered
The world is full of wisdom. Or so it thinks. Great philosophers of old stand as symbols of the mental power we desire. Books of all sorts line our shelves, representative of the knowledge we hope to gain. Outrageous sums are spent on an education so the plethora of ideas consumed can be passed on to the … More Wisdom is Not Far From Us
Sometimes when I write, my brain is quiet. Too quiet. My fingers wait, paralyzed. To express something that doesn’t feel . . . there. How? Sometimes when I write, my brain is noisy. Far too noisy. It seems my fingers can’t keep up . . . but repeatedly press the “backspace” key and somehow still … More Sometimes When I Write . . .
Hey, listen! This is really important! That really wise man? He’s talking, and you should listen. After all, he is the king of Israel. To really hold wisdom and obey it in your life, be fair and follow the simple way. Live out your youth wiser and with self-control. There is no limit to this. … More Where She Will Be Most Heard
My son, Forget my teaching and let not your heart keep my commandments, and your short life will be wasted and fruitless. Let steadfast love and faithfulness forsake you; don’t bind them around your neck; never write them on the tablet of your heart. So you will find disdain in the sight of God and man. … More My Son, Be a Fool
It started as a normal, everyday, random, obscure conversation with my housemate. She asked if we could study Scripture together. “Of course! Which passage do you want to study? A short book? Half a book? A chunk of chapters? Even just one chapter would be fine.” . . . I’m not sure why I said … More My Chapter 3 Experiment