Street Preaching

Street Preaching

As we found ourselves again on the streets of Bakersfield, which is honestly a very strange place, I realized I was not going to see a bed for a very long time.

Be Brave

Hot & Sour

Maybe we eat spicy foods because we’re culinary masochists, or maybe we just know pain and growth are tied together in ways we cannot and should not ignore.

Pink Chickens

Pink Chickens

When I was young and he was younger, he threw a Nintendo at me. A whole freaking Nintendo system. He also chased me around the house with a knife and locked me out of the house the first time I ever babysat.

Cobra Commander

Cobra Commander

When we were kids, we played GI Joe in the Sunday School rooms after church. I thought he was a jerk, and he thought I was a spoiled princess.

The Good Stuff

It’s the little things that make and break days. Clean sheets fresh out of the dryer, the smell of rain, the kind of friendship that…

Love and Vulnerability

What I know is that love demands vulnerability, and I cannot know the former fully without understanding and embracing the latter. But as Capon pointed out…

“The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a tellar but for want of an understanding ear.” —Stephen King

Nothing Builds Community Like Food

There are few things better than hanging out in the kitchen with all your friends, cooking and enjoying great food, exotic drinks, and good company. But there’s a lot to why this is not only enjoyable but also important, maybe even vital, for community building.

Jeff, The Boy Who Disappeared

The first time I met him, he was putting glue in his brother’s hair. Spikes. It looked painful, and I immediately assumed they were trouble. But sometimes delinquents don’t mean to be. Sometimes they just don’t see any other options.