I Am Not a Fan of Campus Fellowships pt 1

I Am Not a Fan of Campus Fellowships pt 1

I am not a fan of campus fellowships and I can tell you why. Please, before you think I am going off the rails and persecute me with your first stone, I am a bible believing Christian and I still got my Jesus in me. And, as a matter of fact, I was a member … Continue reading I Am Not a Fan of Campus Fellowships pt 1


In defense of the ordinary

Something to teach about being you. Being simple yet making the world feel you just the way you are, ordinary

Butterfly Mind

I often get down on myself for the lack of meaning in the spurts of writing I publish on my blog, the ten-minute free writes that are unedited streams of consciousness, the spewing of thoughts after pulling a prompt from a box. “Who cares?” I ask myself. Who cares about the details of everyday life? The creaks and hums my house makes when it is empty? The smell of coffee and paper and ink when I write?

And then I sigh and recognize I am no writer, not like the real writers who don’t just write the details to plop you in the middle of a scene so you feel the warmth of golden light on prairie grasses and smell the grain scent they radiate in sunshine. Real writers get to a deeper truth beyond just being in the setting. They get to meaning.

Or so I thought.

I am in the car…

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