
Life is Short. People are Hurting. Don’t be a Jerk
I walked around today and I looked at people; those passing me in the grocery store, driving beside me on the highway, filling my newsfeed, walking by the house. I

I walked around today and I looked at people; those passing me in the grocery store, driving beside me on the highway, filling my newsfeed, walking by the house. I

When people are pressed up against nightmares in the daylight—words are powerful, but they can’t hold a candle to silence. Silence can be a far more brutal weapon in doing

Dr Martin Luther King Jr. had a dream. I’m pretty sure this wasn’t it. This America, more fractured than ever. This heart sickness, as insidious as its ever been. This

At times in this life it can be a challenge to figure out who the bad people are, but sometimes they help you. Sometimes they do the work for you.

I walked around today and I looked at people; those passing me in the grocery store, driving beside me on the highway, filling my newsfeed, walking by the house. I

When people are pressed up against nightmares in the daylight—words are powerful, but they can’t hold a candle to silence. Silence can be a far more brutal weapon in doing

Dr Martin Luther King Jr. had a dream. I’m pretty sure this wasn’t it. This America, more fractured than ever. This heart sickness, as insidious as its ever been. This

At times in this life it can be a challenge to figure out who the bad people are, but sometimes they help you. Sometimes they do the work for you.