Maybe you came across a link to this documentary someone uploaded on YouTube. Some have said that the video is telling a very powerful and truthful story because it was made and posted by a doctor named Judy Mikovits. But to be honest, Judy Mikovits is a doctor in the same sense that Mike Hughes was an astronaut. Continue reading
Yesterday my wife and I took our two boys to the river so we could have a picnic with my parents but maintain our social distancing. Because you know, Covid-19.
Here we are wading through the shallow end, skipping rocks, stacking rocks, looking for critters under rocks. It’s pretty windy outside, even among these trees by the river. Continue reading
My kid loves Captain Underpants. Sometimes I cringe a little because of that. I mean, lots of potty humor, occasional disregard for authority figures, and continual lack of focus on responsibilities.
But it’s great silly humor. Continue reading
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
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.
Jim Caviezel will always be known as the actor who played Jesus in The Passion of the Christ. He didn’t just take on the role because it was a challenge. He took it on as a Christian. Continue reading
My six-year-old does Taekwondo. Currently, the little guy is a yellow belt. He’s only been at it for a year, but he’s lasted so long, learned so much patience, focus, determination.
It wasn’t until after he earned his yellow belt that I learned the meaning behind the colors of all the belts, which are nearly uniform across many martial arts, with some variation. Continue reading
Hearing the news about the abortion bill in New York this week, I was disheartened. I didn’t know how to write about the topic without it coming out as tears and rage.
I revisited what I had written previously on the topic, which was maybe not often enough. So I’m sharing it again. Continue reading
Here are just a few: Continue reading
“Dispute it like a man.”
“I shall do so,
but I must also feel it as a man.”
-MacBeth, Act 4, Scene 3 Continue reading