June 3rd, 2018 8 years ago, I got a strange phone call from my estranged father. His mother was on her final breaths and all of his sisters flew down to be by her side. He made a request that haunts me to this day. I had known that she had suffered a critical stroke … More Entry #1
On Thursday, May 31st, 2018, I received the news that no child should get. My father was found dead. I have not spoken to him since last summer. He had encountered a stroke and because of his suspended license, he needed a ride back home from the hospital. I told him I would be happy … More Introduction to My Grieving Journal.
Last week, my beloved state of Arizona made national headlines. It wasn’t because of our hot summers or inadequate coverage of our sports teams. 50,000-75,000 teachers, students, and supporters of educators marched down to the state capital. This has become a hot topic of discussion among co-workers and friends. I was a teacher for four … More #redfored Thoughts From A Former Teacher
Take a breath today, our fears can bring us to a greater place of clarity and healing, but it takes time. … More fear.
(Originally posted on Facebook at the beginning of 2018) 2017 has finally come to an end. It was a year marked by the darkness of our world, due to the violent choices of others. To end the lives of others and oneself is a horrible reminder of the evil that inhabits our lives. We saw … More 2017 Recap and 2018 Resolutions
One of my favorite activities as a daddy is Saturday mornings with my daughters. It is my job to wake up with the girls on the weekends, which is spent reading books, cuddling on the couch, playing on the floor, and their latest obsession: singing and dancing to nursery rhymes. The ones we often watch are ones performed by and sung by people who have learned English as a second language, sung by talking animals, or adults wearing costumes meant for children.
I remember singing and dancing to the same songs, but now as an adult, the reality of these songs have left an unsettling feeling in my parental gut. The following ten thoughts came to me as I listened to the following songs for the 5,894,333 (a rough estimate) time. … More The Unspoken Reality of Nursery Rhymes
Writer and theologian, Frederick Buechner once said, “The story of any one of us is in some measure the story of us all.” It was hard for me to write the final part of our story, because even though this concludes my story, it isn’t the end. Because God is still healing us. It is my hope that this story told in three acts challenges, comforts, and reminds all that God is always at work, even when we aren’t aware of it. … More Broken, Bruised, and Being Made New (Act 3)