The Foyer of Inevitable
I had emptied my suitcase, washed my clothes, and in less than 12 hours of coming home from an eight-state tour of the South, I was...
An Earthquake, Birds, Turtles, and Something Else
When the mission conference ended, I went about living outdoors again. I had packed up my conference attire and had put my three layers...
Repeating Joy
A duck had hit me in my face the night before. It just came out the trees, bounced off the ground, and flew headlong into my face. It had...
Holy Ducks and Signs from God
I stopped believing in signs from God a longtime ago. I mean, really, think about it. What is a sign from God? Is it the ray of light...
More Elusive than Unicorns
Had I known the man in the water was about to die, I would’ve stopped complaining. My favorite time of day is early in the morning. An...
The Day Before Creation
What we do when there is nothing to do is the thing we do most often. Thursday is that day for me, but many days more than once a week...
The Zombie Zoo and Trick-or-Treat Theology
The dead children were especially cute. But it wasn’t just the children; all the dead people walking up and down the streets of downtown...
Artless Faith and the Dread of Death
It should’ve been February. The clouds canopied the North Carolina Museum of Art, jailing me in an internal promise land. I could easily...
White Fear and Black Need
I woke up in the Croatan National Forest just outside of New Bern wondering where I was. Loblolly pines stood like sentinels at the...
Stupid Hurts
The truck slowly lurched out of the pine forest like a big game cat stalking prey. The headlights streamed through the forest, straight...