By Measure of the Body

I’m not sure that I could come up with an even close-to-correct estimate for the number of hours, days, and weeks of my time I have spent obsessing about how I look. How often does “fearfully and wonderfully made” sound absolutely ridiculous? How often do the pounds, inches, and any other conglomerate of numbers provoke…

Where Our Value Lies

It seems every person following Jesus must come to a crossroads of deciding whether or not Jesus is actually sufficient for our dreams. We spend so much time wishing for things, be them tangible or otherwise, and working toward goals and these grandiose ideas which have lacked consultation with God’s Design for our lives. His…

The Reason I’ve Been Gone So Long

It’s been a strange summer—I’ve kept it quiet, at least in the realm of internet communication and sharing. I couldn’t really tell you very clearly why—I suppose it came about because I wasn’t sure of my motivation to go around pushing my life in the faces of others; not even in a negative way, but…