It takes me about twenty minutes to pray my rosary. I don’t pray it the traditional way. I’ve substituted the Hail Mary’s with a combination of the Trisagion and hosanna. Even though I’m walking the Anglican path, I guess I’m still more protestant than Catholic at heart. So, I pray, “Holy, holy, holy is the […]

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I was a persecuted Christian. What I believed and knew to be true was mocked and derided, but that was only the beginning. My religious liberties were threatened, and the very practice of my faith was challenged every day. The culture around me wanted to eradicate my Christianity through media, academia, and political maneuvering. It […]

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He didn’t look like himself. I guess no one really does hooked up to medical machines keeping the body and brain alive. Here was my Papa in the final hours of his life though. He went into surgery for some heart issues and never came back to us. I got the chance to tell him […]

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I gave up church for Lent. It wasn’t intentional. It was a complete accident. But the last Sunday in Lent (Palm Sunday) has come and gone, and my place in the pews remains empty. I’ve only been attending since mid-advent in December, but already I feel a place in this little building that is mine. […]

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Jesus once said, “Just like Moses lifted up a snake in the wild so the people afflicted by a curse could be healed, so must the Son of Man be lifted up so that all may come and live.” Or something like that. Jesus talked a lot about his death, about what his disciples could […]

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Trigger warning: I’m going to be talking about suicide in this essay. Proceed with as much caution as you need to. I still miss Mikey. It was 11th grade. The day we got the news we just drove around listing to “Brick” from Ben Folds Five. I remember that distinctly. I don’t remember much else […]

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