Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/29/18 Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/29/18

A Man of God I Am Not

Upstream, of course. I've always been swimming upstream. Against the current. The current of sexuality. The current of introversion. The current of inferiority. The current of separation. The current of brokenness and deficiency. The current of not being quite enough of a man, if even at all. Let alone a man of God.

Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/22/18 Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/22/18

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.

Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/8/18 Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/8/18

My Weird Little Introverted Internet Life

Like, this is actually my life now. Meeting folks from the Internet wherever I go. Near and far and down the street. I mean, I've lived this life for years now. I'm not oblivious to it. I'm just feeling it really strongly today. Realizing I hardly translate my weird little introverted Internet life to others.

Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/1/18 Thomas Mark Zuniga 10/1/18

Waking Up from a Thousand What Isn'ts

Being present. I find it so difficult. Perhaps my greatest challenge. I entertain a thousand fantasies on any given day. Many of them "harmless." Or maybe not. A move to this city. A quick wandering to that one. Staying here in the Blue Ridge the rest of my life. Leaving tomorrow. Old friends, new friends.

Thomas Mark Zuniga 9/24/18 Thomas Mark Zuniga 9/24/18

I Want This Plane to Crash

All we have is this moment. The key is being present. It's always being present. Not giving more weight to the past or more to the future but just enough weight to all three. Whatever that perfect ratio is, I have no idea. I do know the present must get the largest piece of pie.

Thomas Mark Zuniga 9/10/18 Thomas Mark Zuniga 9/10/18

City of Macaroons and Broken Dreams

I entered Charlotte with gargantuan hopes. Hopes that wherever I landed after #RunningTo would be the city I'd call home the rest of my life. A city of dreams fulfilled that simultaneously kept adding new ones. I stare at this Queen City skyline with kind of a hopeless sigh. I failed this place.

Thomas Mark Zuniga 9/3/18 Thomas Mark Zuniga 9/3/18

Gravity Is Pulling You and Me and All of This Down

He is God. He is here. He has shown up. There is nowhere we can go, be it among the Biltmore sunflowers or on a lonely college road, void of God's presence. Are we blind? Are we just not seeing him?