Suburban Slavery + William Wilberforce
I wrote the following short story, Suburban Slavery, in response to the inconceivable evil that was the African slave trade and the incredible heroics of abolitionist, William Wilberforce. As depicted in Eric Metaxas’ book, Amazing Grace, Wilberforce, (1759-1833) an esteemed member of the English parliament, despised the trading of slaves in an era when slavery and economic stimulation went...
Read MoreTo Mozambique With Love
What’s hard to believe is that there are more than 1 billion people living without clean water. In Mozambique, only 29% of the population has access to clean drinking water. In this beautiful country of more than 22 million people, roughly 14 million go without clean water every day. The infant mortality rate for Mozambican newborns is greater than 10%. Babies + disease infested water +...
Read MoreWhispers Under the Tree
You are inexpressible. My attempts at labeling your presence are futilely distressing; my bid to title, intensely exhausting. Though a myriad of paths spread wide before me, vast and intertwined, my heart is captivated by your love alone. A course set straight towards discovery, a revelation of worship, I run, unashamed, to behold the mystery of your mercy. Breathe on me. Envelope me in the...
Read MoreTrue Love: A Most Dangerous Endeavor
Tame love, willingly set upon common demonstrations, comfortably arranged within the structural confines of similarly positioned friends and followers, is paving an apathy infused path toward limited compassion and self-righteous indignation. Our love, distracted by self-doubt, greed and personal rejection, has become a front for creating associations instead of disciples, acquaintances instead...
Read MoreThe World Sings A Lullaby
Clenching fingers ’round thinning neck, diminishing circulation to brain, slowing inhale and exhalations, bursting blood vessels in bulging eyes, the world covertly entices and persuades us into a lethargic state of obedience while seamlessly fading into a background of gray nothingness. The world doesn’t want to kill us but to put us to sleep. Like heroine thirsty for a ripe, blue vein,...
Read MoreHow to Criticize the Church and Still Be Considered Cool
Criticism is one’s ability to complain about anything not personally appealing by wrapping harsh, hyper-emotional rants into slick, counter-cultural, spine tingling rhetoric. Criticism is perceived as–for lack of a better word–edgy. To criticize is to stand in opposition, to evoke a seemingly preeminent attitude against the establishment. And where we stand in opposition is where...
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