I don’t recall ever writing about why it matters enough to me to go through the hassle of setting up a blog and fighting for readership.
Self Destruction
I’m pretty awesome in a lot of ways. The Creator was more generous with me than I deserve, obviously, and I think I’ve been a good steward of many of those good gifts. But there’s just a couple that I can’t seem to crest the hill on.
Discipline
I think I want to be disciplined. But I must want something else more, because I’m not there.
Wounds from a Friend
We don’t know each other. So who the hell am I to tell you everything that’s wrong with you and snarl at you until you conform?
Gravity
But hope springs eternal when there’s a chance your dad might want to be part of your life.
Give Me A Break
We get so intentional sometimes. So heavy. So laden with guilt or obligation. So caught up in self-improvement. So overwhelmed by obligation. So burdened by responsibility.
Doing Manhood Wrong
There are countless men whose day to day lives are ruled by the cripplingly stupid notion that there’s no difference between men and women.
A Hell of a Trip
I looked at my wife; I adore her. I looked at my son; he’s my pride and joy. Then I looked in a mirror and said, “What the f*%k have I done?”