- August 13, 2018
- Joe Danehower
Recently, I’ve spent far too many hours in various airports painfully watching a departure time creep further and further into the night. Not only has this resulted in a lack of sleep and delirious terminal wanderings, but also in contemplating why the inability to control something so trivial as a flight time bothers me beyond just the physical circumstance. I love control. I love certainty. If I can’t have these things, anger, frustration, and timidity begin to feverishly dominate my internal dialogue. As negative feelings arise when belief collides with reality, I must believe...
- July 12, 2018
- Rachel Dawson
I’ve always been bothered by the idea of smallness.
I’ve heard people pray that the Lord would keep them small. I heard a song on...