Theology in Denim: Springsteen’s Gospel of Grit, Grace, and Getting Out
He never quoted scripture, but Bruce Springsteen wrote something close to psalms. A reflection on how Thunder Road and Born to Run became sacred to me—not through theology, but through their honesty, struggle, and hope.
I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For: How U2 Helped Me Stop Pretending
How one verse from U2’s “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For” gave me permission to stop pretending, start questioning, and see faith not as a destination—but as an honest, unfinished journey.
More Than a Mirror
A 55-year-old photo revealed a striking resemblance between my son and his grandfather—but also a powerful reminder that while we inherit faces, we build our worldviews. A reflection on family, difference, and the lifelong process of growing into empathy.
When Faith Wears a Flag: Why I Can’t Make Sense of Christian Nationalism
As fireworks light up the sky this Independence Day, I’m reflecting on something harder to celebrate—the way faith and nationalism have been fused in American churches. This post asks whether the Jesus you claim to follow ever asked for national loyalty in the first place.
When the Words Still Sting
Hold on! You’re in for a ride today! What do we do with the hard words of Jesus—especially when they don’t sit right? This post wrestles with Jesus’ statement on divorce in Mark 10, and how passages like it challenge the way we read Scripture, interpret faith, and stay honest about our own biases.
When Compassion Collides with Conviction
A Dateline reunion story sparked a painful realization: many Americans have confused political affiliation with spiritual identity. But when your faith defends cruelty, it’s no longer faith — it’s fear in disguise.
What to Grasp Onto When You Don’t Know What to Grasp Onto
When someone you love is hurting—and maybe you are too—it can feel impossible to know what to hold onto. This is for anyone searching for something real in the middle of the fog.
Floodwaters and Fault Lines
The past week is another reminder that natural disasters don’t care about borders or voting records. But maybe the most faithful response isn’t to explain the flood, but to wade into the grief and just be present. Just care.