Not long ago I came across an article by Frederica Mathewes-Green in The National Review, titled “When Abortion Suddenly Stopped Making Sense”.
Not only was it one of the most emotionally moving stories told by a pro-life woman that I’ve ever heard, it also had something profound to say beyond merely reinforcing the “pro-life cause.” Sadly, in America it is a cause that often finds itself bound up in hypocrisy, misogyny, and self-righteous promotion of a secluded family life that exiles the forgotten, in the name of—maybe—saving children. Continue reading
Readers, there is a new website up called Same Journey: The Random Acts of Kindness Movement.
The purpose of the website is to spread random acts of kindness through sharing stories and sending kindness cards. Continue reading
If the umbilical cord is our attachment to our mothers, it seems unfair that my relationship to my father was for so long defined by the faulty wiring of an electrical outlet in our basement.
In lieu of a post this week…
Check out my latest published essay, “The Power Economy of Dad.”
Courtesy of Hippocampus Magazine. They’ve got other cool creative nonfiction as well.
Check out my latest poem, “Strings.” North of Oxford has published my theory in verse on the nature of banjos, guitars, and ukuleles.
A war movie about a pacifist.
It almost sounds like a comedy. When you see Desmond Doss enter the scene as a young man, he seems like a goof, and you wonder what kind of idiot is going to join the army and refuse to carry a rifle. Is this like Gomer Pyle? Continue reading
Happy April Fool’s Day! Today is no joke, but my post has a few.
Has it been a while since I posted some memes for you?
So it is. Here are some random memes for you. Continue reading
I found an old journal the other day. Thirteen years ago, in that journal, I wrote the following:
I have value. I am worth something. There are things I can contribute to society. I have talents and skills, as well as morals and ideals. I know that I am worth something.
I wanted to share that because I wanted you to know this.
You have value.
You are worth something.
There are things you can contribute to society.
You have talents, skills, as well as morals and ideals.
You need to known that you are worth something.
I don’t know what I was dealing with at that exact time, or what moved me to write those words. But maybe I needed to see them for myself. I hope they do something for you.