Daily writing promptHow important is spirituality in your life?View all responses When Thirst Is the Way Back Home How important is spirituality in my life?It’s not a podcast I play when I need to feel inspired.Not a Sunday box to check.Not a tool I keep on the shelf, waiting for things to fall apart. It’s... Continue Reading →
The Grade I Gave—and the Lie It Told
When the Truth Gets Sent to the OfficeSubtle Lies Shift Systems and Souls, from Naboth’s Vineyard to an IB Art Room Daily Prompt: What do you carry that no one sees? Art distorts to reveal. Politics distorts to conceal. These drawings whisper what grades sometimes cannot. Charcoal dust settles like prayer in my art room.... Continue Reading →
Fleet Farm Shoes and the Fool Who Found Freedom
Daily writing promptIf humans had taglines, what would yours be?View all responses Tag-line on a T-Shirt Plymouth, 1977, and a Porch Where Truth Took Root Basketball ruled our little corner of Plymouth. Coach Frank Schade had us dreaming we could slam-dunk our way to glory if we boxed out hard enough. Tim Halstead didn’t need... Continue Reading →
Where I Don’t Want to Go (and Why I Might Need to Go There Anyway)
Daily writing promptWhat place in the world do you never want to visit? Why?View all responses When the world moves too fast to stand still, friendship and faith remind us where we’re meant to be There are places I don’t want to visit.Not because they lack beauty—some are breathtaking.But because they move too fast, too... Continue Reading →
The Day I found the Truth on the Back of a Photograph
Daily writing promptDescribe something you learned in high school.View all responses What I thought I knew. What really happened. And what a wrecked Buick taught me about grace. The Day the Buick Died Memory is a funny thing.It’s not that it lies exactly.It just… edits. More like an impressionist painting than a photograph—blurring edges, shifting... Continue Reading →
Abiding in the Vine: What It Actually Means
Stop Thrashing. Start Trusting. A Lesson in Letting Go, Abiding in Christ, and Not Drowning in Effort The Riptide Lesson I’ve never been caught in a riptide. But I’ve dreamed about it. More than once. And these are not peaceful, floating-on-my-back, enjoying-the-waves kinds of dreams. No, in these dreams, I’m in deep water. Too deep.... Continue Reading →