when i was eleven, the rapture took place. or at least i thought it did. i had just finished reading the last few pages of
my wife and i have taught our kids that when they are eating something they don’t like, instead of talking about how much they hate
i’m not the most coordinated person in the world. in college, i earned the nickname “ankles” in my fraternity because i sprained my ankle not
my heart is heavy today. it’s a mournful playlist kind of day. some sting, some mumford, some random songs that talk about sadness, storms, tough
when it comes to my history with the church, barely survived the experience. people were nice to me. i had friends. i learned a lot.
sometimes it’s hard waking up. no matter how hot the shower is, or how many cups of coffees i drink, some days i’m just groggy.
the best way to start something is simply just to start. easy words for a non-perfectionist. i’m already second guessing both those sentences in my
(tim note: i wrote this a few years ago when my twin boys started kindergarten. they are much older now, and life looks a little
i think i was kidnapped and brainwashed at some point. i might even be a robot. here’s why. for example, last week i was just
(note: generation x is defined as people born between 1965-1980) there are a generation of people who are silent right now. a generation once called
(note: generation x is defined as people born between 1965-1980) i was born in 1968. i remember the bicentennial celebration of the united states. i