He is black, 19, homeless. I encountered him one day recently in a park in downtown Cincinnati when a group of my friends, and I, couldn’t get the sound of the cold wind out of our ears and grabbed what we had and went. The first thing he asked for from us, in fact, the …
What happens when you get up one day and your life is one way and you go to sleep that night another way? The kind of change in ways that feels like smashing glass? You’re surprised to learn that not everyone in the world heard the break; because it took all your windows out and …
Eugene Peterson, the wordsmith who translated the Bible into The Message, one of my favorite places to go to turn life into moving picture shows, says “The people who find themselves called and led and commanded by God find themselves in the company of men and women who sin a lot-quarrel, bicker, grumble, rebel, fornicate, …
Hanging on to a crumpled list of “what to do’s or else”…..else I wouldn’t meet the criteria for whomever held the magic wand of approval…….I choked back life like bad medicine. It felt a curious tangle inside my head, like leaning in close to a radio trying to listen through the static. I wanted to, …
It’s difficult to grab the pieces of yourself that are breaking off before they fall to the floor when you have a coffee pot in your hands. My eyes looked out hollow, my heart beat listless and thick. “What if….what if you just let yourself fall apart?”, he said. I sucked in breath, like I’d …