There’s this viral Simpsons meme that perfectly captures my feelings about the word “platform.” The image shows a newspaper with a photo of Grandpa Simpson shaking his fist at the sky under the headline “OLD MAN YELLS AT CLOUD.” People post it to mock those who are resistant to change, typically older folks who refuseContinue reading “How I Learned to Stop Loathing the Platform”
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The Sister on the Other Side of the Screen
Being a cynical person has its perks. Bogus “miracle” products don’t fool me. Fads or re-hashed trends don’t sway me with their hip pressure tactics. I didn’t fall for mom jeans in the ’80s, and I’m not falling for them now. Persistent doubt has spared me from crushed expectations and helped me view the worldContinue reading “The Sister on the Other Side of the Screen”
New Year Goal Crushing
I turn 40 this year. For some reason, that didn’t hit me until now, in late January, rather than on my 39th birthday in early December. On that day, I simply felt grateful. Thankful for my family and friends and the various ways God has blessed me throughout my life. Content with doing a smallContinue reading “New Year Goal Crushing”
Why I Identify with Michael W. Smith, Kevin from ‘This Is Us,’ and the Hulk
Long before the Chris Tomlin Takeover of modern Christian radio, those of us church youth groupies jammed to the kickin’ beats of Amy Grant, Petra, Steven Curtis Chapman, and everyone’s favorite “friend forever,” Michael W. Smith. A pop music crush for my sister and thousands of other WWJD bracelet-wearing teenyboppers, Michael W. Smith released oneContinue reading “Why I Identify with Michael W. Smith, Kevin from ‘This Is Us,’ and the Hulk”
On writing, sharing your heart, and feeling it bleed out
There’s a story I’ve etched in my mind’s eye for its vivid illustration of regeneration. In “The Voyage of the Dawn Treader,” the third book in the classic children’s series The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis, a whiny and entitled British boy named Eustace lands himself in a dreadful plight when he steals treasureContinue reading “On writing, sharing your heart, and feeling it bleed out”
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