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Pew Jumpers, Camel Balls, and My Atheist Father’s God
I was raised by Pentecostals, atheists, Baptists, Muslims, and more than a few accidental philosophers. Somehow, nobody taught me to hate the other side.
Now I watch neighbors, churches, and communities divide themselves into “us” and “them,” and I can’t help but wonder: when did faith become more about identifying enemies than loving neighbors?
We Were Never Meant to Live Like This
We are the most connected people who have ever lived, and so many of us are quietly, deeply lonely. A reflection on the noise, the screens, the manufactured urgency, and the homesickness we cannot quite name, for a way of being we never meant to leave behind.
The Death of Wonder
There was a time when wonder came easily.
We found it in fireflies dancing through humid summer air. In the sound of distant trains at night. In bicycles racing down gravel roads with nowhere to be before dark. The world felt enormous then, untouched and alive, and somehow we were fully present inside it.
Before…
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