Every Mile Mattered

Every step I have taken away from who I was told to be brings me closer to who I was told to be. I no longer proclaim the name of Jesus with my mouth. I no longer claim the blood of the cross. I no longer believe in virgin birth or original sin. I believe […]

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Taking It All With Me

I have spent my entire life afraid. Afraid of losing everything. But more honestly, if I look my fear in the eyes. Afraid of getting it all wrong. When I say afraid of getting it all wrong, I don’t mean answers on a test or the career I choose – although those fears haunted me […]

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Gods of the Jungle

Some of us had washing machines. In our house on the second floor there was a hookup for a wringer washer. And we had servants. Women from the surrounding jungle, natives of its humid depths that would come to us and clean for the money we had been given to save their souls. We were the gods of the jungle.

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Anatheist

“No one sews a patch of unshrunk cloth on an old garment, for the patch will pull away from the garment, making the tear worse. Neither do people pour new wine into old wineskins. If they do, the skins will burst; the wine will run out and the wineskins will be ruined. No, they pour […]

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To Myself at Thirty-Five

In ten years, when you’re thirty-five – what is it that you want yourself to remember? What is it that you need yourself to remember? You’ve forgotten a lot of things. But I need you to remember this. Even if it’s the only thing you remember, I need you to hold on so tight, so […]

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