Standing on the Precipice

Standing on the Precipice

He stands on the very edge of the precipice, his bare feet feeling every contour of the rough stone beneath them, his toes out over the edge and curling down as if to grasp the ledge itself. A warm breeze blows at his back, threatening to push him over at the...
On Church Shopping and Unexpected Surprises

On Church Shopping and Unexpected Surprises

For the past year, I’ve been on the hunt for a new church home. Having settled myself in a new town and worked to re-orient my life to be centered here as much as possible, I started out by visiting several local churches. In every case, I ended up feeling...
New Day, Familiar Anxiety

New Day, Familiar Anxiety

I move about my morning routine with a familiarity that has come from months of habit. I get up, make my bed, get dressed, get breakfast. I pop a fresh K-cup into my Keurig and wait as it brews up the cup of coffee that has now become a regular part of my daily...
Postmortem: Three Weeks Without Facebook

Postmortem: Three Weeks Without Facebook

It’s been just about three weeks now since I decided to take a break of indeterminate length from Facebook. A couple of people have asked me how it’s going and admitted they probably should do something similar because they always find themselves going to...
Sleepus Interruptus

Sleepus Interruptus

I can’t remember the last time I had a regular, steady sleep rhythm. At the least it’s been months. At most it’s been several years. I know that at least one contributing factor is my ongoing battle with anxiety, though it’s been a few weeks...