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I keep getting the feeling, as these quiet days melt into weeks, that this coronavirus is something of a dictator. It may only be a temporary reign, but the rigid control over our lives is no less real; and unlike Hitler, it’s making good on its boasts of conquering the world. It slipped in so silently, shaping how we live and where we work. Telling us who we can see and who we can’t. Forcing us to slow down, and to be still in … Continue reading
I was never much of a twenty-something. My overwhelming need for independence didn’t push me into the club scene, but instead down the aisle at the age of twenty. And it didn’t land me in the local bar, but instead at a lawyer’s office, buying my first home at the age of twenty-one. It didn’t drive me to partying, but instead to the town hall, lobbying for a permit to start my own home business at the age of twenty-two. The more “typical” behaviors of one’s twenties just never appealed to me. Looking back now, I think it’s because I … Continue reading
I know that on “rare” occasion I’m probably confusing. Simultaneously tossing around talk about a guru, revering the saints, and loving on Jesus, all while expressing devotion to a feminine God. Throw in some homeschooling, a generous helping of veganism, a dash of eccentricities, and what you’ve got might just be a whole lot of weird. And yes, I see you nodding over there. But I don’t really blame you.
And it might be hard for you to believe, but I do try and rein it all in–to keep myself within the confines of “acceptably” odd. On a good … Continue reading