• Not My Religion. A Testimony.

    Not My Religion. A Testimony.

    My spirituality is and always has been personal. Yes, I’m a believer in Christ, and when people asked me if I was a Christian, my response was always yes...

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  • Encounters.

    Encounters.

    It’s New Year’s Eve, and I’m sitting at a table of strangers on the front deck of a hostel. One corner houses an old, well-used surfboard, accompanied by a hammock. The long wooden dinner table and bale of hay (repurposed as a sitting puff) fill the remainder of the space. There were a few extra chairs and a cute redhead sitting on the steps, drinking mate.

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  • Invisible Ink.

    Invisible Ink.

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