All in Life & Faith

On the Childishness of Cynicism

Some adults never mature through the adolescent problem of dread, so they adopt a view of cynicism as a coping mechanism against their inability to see the world as redeemable, which view they convince themselves and others is a more elevated and intellectual view of life. It’s my argument that this bullying of hope is simply selfishness and weakness and is only overcome by humility and the Gospel.

My Personal Creed

Teaching the mind the way to go, and making sure that path is absolutely correct—overemphasizing nothing, leaving nothing out—is a task only accomplished by Christian creeds. It's time to make your own personal creed.

The Black and White Fallacy, and the Christian Gospel

It’s a little hard to believe that life is really just about a single choice. Actually, sometimes it’s impossible to believe—because often there is a third way. But what the Christian Gospel claims is that there is no third way, that among the millions of layers of complexity in life, there really are only two paths you can take. This, to the secularist, is illogical—the perfect example of the black and white logical fallacy.

In Pursuit of Rest, Dreams Can Get in the Way

A while back I wrote on the Sullenness of the In-Between, exploring the emotional angst of the crossroads in life, and I naïvely thought that was that. But life continues to frustrate me: my dreams get dashed, my hope wavers, my faith flames out, and I often wonder how to go on—specifically, how I’m supposed to keep dreaming.

What Does it Mean to be Alive?

I can count on one hand the amount of times this has happened to me. I’m just sitting there minding my own business when suddenly I feel as if I’m watching myself, as if the rubber band of my imagination breaks and my consciousness is left spread out in space....And it’s in those rare moments that I glimpse the truth about my life, about my existence.

The Sullenness of The In-Between

The sun rises, the sun falls: waves roll in and out with the tide. Heat comes in Summer and cold in Winter, the wind chilling the earth. We know the patterns of life, and we even expect them to flow, but sometimes they don’t—sometimes they get stuck. 

On Devotionals, or What it Means to be Devoted

When I was young I used to pray for God to rescue me from the boredom of doing my devotions. All those Thees and Thous and henceforths (I grew up on the KJV) was like pouring water on the tiny flame of my faith. So I lowered my shouldered and repeated the words fake it ‘till you make it, fake it ‘till you make it.