“Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders Let me walk upon the waters Wherever You would call me Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander And my faith will be made stronger In the presence of my Savior” -Oceans, Hillsong United Just because something may seem dangerous, doesn’t mean that … Continue reading Statements of Faith: Part 3 – Without Borders
Part 1: Beware the fires of Hell. When I was fifteen I experienced God in a physical way. Audibly, I heard a voice tell me that I am loved. Visually, I saw a constellation of a heart in the night sky. Physically, I was pushed to the ground. Emotionally, I cried and was afraid. … Continue reading Statements of Faith – Part 1: Beware the fires of Hell.
(The following is the beginning of an essay, or maybe even a book, that I began working on several years ago. I'm far more comfortable now than I was then, but I keep the language here to illuminate what it felt like. The exhaustion, the fear, the despair of not belonging in my spiritual community. … Continue reading Statements of Faith (Prologue)
Many of us in Texas are heartbroken that one of the most caring, genuine, and noble people we've ever seen in politics won't be representing us and showing the nation what leadership could look like again. The man ran the best campaign I’ve ever witnessed. Worked harder than anyone I’ve ever witnessed. And heard from … Continue reading Election Night.
My final appeal before Election Day. Florida Voters, (and voters elsewhere) for the sake of the Republican Party and this Country, y’all really need to vote for someone that’s not in love with Trump. Please hear me on this: In these times policy is so important but so is the nature and integrity of what … Continue reading An Appeal before Election Day
The summer of my sophomore year in college I was in South Florida with some of my closest friends seeing the Dave Matthews Band. We were all high on the power of two amazing nights of performances by what any of us would have said was the greatest band on the planet. It was … Continue reading Repost: They attacked my sanctuary and my ability to love. (A post on Charlottesville.)
I was fourteen years old when my church split. After years of bouncing around trying to find the right community, my family landed at one of the oldest churches in Tallahassee. I was attending a small private Episcopalian school and we joined the church just prior to some major shift in stances in the early … Continue reading Affirmation. (A testimony.)
