Journeys of a Wandering Wordsmith
Let’s go somewhere.
Let’s grow somewhere.
End of Year Emo Blizzard
As 2018 winds down, I find myself in my most emotionally raw, volatile state of the year, probably ever. The North Carolina skies opened with a blizzard this week, and how I wanted this snowy downpour to cleanse it all away.
Death and Death and the Coming Tide of Death
Today I learned that my church died. Not my current church. Not my previous church. Not even a church I've attended in four years. But the first church that felt something like home.
