Posts by parkejladd
A Love For Terrorists, Death Row Inmates, And Me
I’ll Love You If I’ll love you if you look like me, give me what I want, and promise to never refute me. I’ll love you if you never label me a bad person, never speak the truth of who I am, never prophesy based on my undisciplined mind. I’ll love you if you never tell me, “No.” I’ll love you if you’re pretty and passionate. I’ll love you if...
Read MoreKilling The Church In India
If you’re reading this, and you’re thinking about watching the video, I would strongly encourage you to pray before doing so. Regardless of what you believe, it will be unbearably painful. There are no words to describe what has happened and what is happening in Orissa, India. The persecution is heavy, and it is absolutely real. It is absolutely real. The first wave of organized...
Read MoreThe Transforming Power of Clean Water In Africa: An Interview With Amie LoPresti.
Last week I had the chance to meet with Amie LoPresti of Africa Water Is Life, an organization dedicated to harvesting clean water in Africa for those who live without. I find her story not only moving and full of life but also compelling and worthy of a justified response due to the extreme nature of the situation in Africa that is their desperate need for clean water. This is her story. This...
Read MoreDancing Banjos, Indy-Indie Rock, Haitian ArtSpace, & Truth Wrapped in Beauty
It has been a bit of a slow, melodic year for me in terms of music, but the times they are a changing. I’ve taken the symbols off the walls, dusted off the set, and discovered (some for a second or third time) four artists whom I have come to respect and enjoy. I think their music is worth sharing. I’m always on the look-out for new artists, especially Indy based, so let me know if...
Read MoreCan’t Buy Her Love
My wife signs her letters to me, With More Love Than You Can Imagine, Quinn. I wonder sometimes how she loves so deeply. There are no logical explanations for her love; no cognitive reasons to account for her compassion. Outwardly, I have very little of anything of great significance to counteract my reconstructed, disfigured heart. There’s no gleaming band-aid to cover the torn fabric of...
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