Truth: Existence

During a recent homework session with a few of my friends from my Biblical Greek class, one of my classmates gave me this flash card.  I’m not sure why exactly she gave it to me, but I’ve kept it and it’s been sitting on my desk for about a week.  I’ve been studying it: the…

Love Sport

In my debut to the game, I broke Christine’s heart in 1997. The volley was returned by Lisa, Jessica, and Brittany - each breaking my heart: 1-3. I went on a run of my own: Kristen, Melissa Hannah, Marie. No longer new to the sport, I was on fire: 5-3. My heart, being broken by…

Truth: Complex Simple Sentences

After 95 years, my grandma moved from this life and into the next, and while expected, it is no less difficult. I’ve cried, prayed, and cried some more. I’ve called or messaged family and friends who needed to be notified. And I’ve thanked the fullness of where she is now for the values she instilled…

Love Languages for Yourself

It can be easy to love others, and most often we are willing to love outside of ourselves.  But loving ourselves can be a challenge for many of us.   I've been working on flipping the Five Love Languages concept back towards myself and learning to love me.  It takes work and practice, but it's necessary…

Truth: Gems

I picked up this rock last week when I was back in Colorado. It’s nothing much, really – a bit of brown rock with a streak of amethyst running through it. I found it in a tailing pile from an old mine, and obviously it wasn’t worthwhile to the person who was digging in those…

The Heart’s Home

A few years ago I was living in a tiny apartment in Salida and I was trying to watch television.  I say trying, because I found cable to be an unnecessary expense, so I had the old-style rabbit ear antenna.  Its two wires stood straight up from a base on top of my TV, and…

Truth: Be You

Going into seminary, I knew that people would treat me differently, but I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.  And I didn’t expect people to treat themselves differently.  When I was leaving my job last August I had a conversation with one of the truck drivers: Him: “You sonofabitch, I heard you were leaving…

Without Speaking

Silently, with his eyes, (as he watched her tell a story he's heard a thousand times) he whispered I love you In the quiet, with his ears, (listening to her talk about her cousin's wedding three years ago and the botched bouquet toss) he whispered I love you Soundlessly, with his hands, (he did then,…

Truth: Exhausted

I finished my first year of seminary this past Friday, and I’m still at 1% – even after three days of rest.  I’m physically, mentally, and emotionally drained. I expected a certain amount of mental fatigue since this is the first time I’ve taken a full load of classes in over a decade.  I knew…

Truth: Companion

When someone sees me with my Bible open in front of me they always comment how tiny it is and my reply is something like, “I bought it when I had 21 year-old eyes and could see the print much easier.  Now I have to really work to see the words.”  I’ll hold the book…