Lost and Found Life (Day One)

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I’m pretty sure if Dante’s Inferno portrays a for-real place, one of the circles has people packing and unpacking for all eternity. There have been lots of roller-coaster moments in the last few days. Sunday, we said goodbye to the church we started in our living room eight years ago. The first week, we thought [Read More...]

The Piatts on the Road

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Next Wednesday, May 2nd, Amy, the kids and I will leave behind us the city, the church and the home we’ve enjoyed for the last eight years. It’s felt like getting ready for another birth, making all of the plans for our move to Portland and everything that comes along with it. And in a [Read More...]

The Vasectomy: A Conversation with My “Boys”

Got some good news last night; the first printing of PregMANcy is finally in the warehouse. Thanks to everyone who pre-ordered for your patience. And for those who have yet to put in their order, what the hell are you waiting for??? In honor of the arrival of our newest bundle of joy, here’s one [Read More...]

My Son’s Special New Talent (Video)

In honor of my new memoir, PregMANcy, coming out, my son (the subject of much of the book) decided he would like to share a newly discovered talent with a toy he recently bought. We’re pretty much oozing with pride. [Read more...]

Childbirth, C-Sections and the Violence of Creation

Given the themes during Holy Week of death, suffering violence and, ultimately, resurrection, I thought I’d share an excerpt from my memoir, PregMANcy: A Dad, a Little Dude and a Due Date. It’s about witnessing the birth of my son, Mattias, which didn’t exactly go as we had hoped it would. Just goes to show [Read More...]

PregMANcy: The Video

This is a funny little trailer my son, Mattias, and I put together to tell folks about my new memoir on fatherhood, family and faith called “PregMANcy: A Dad, A Little Dude and a Due Date.” For more info, visit my website at www.ChristianPiatt.com, or my publisher’s website at www.ChalicePress.com [Read more...]

Walking a Mile With a Meth-Head

Emmanuel shows up on our front porch about once a week. His name means “God with us,” but if there’s anyone on the planet who appears to have been forgotten by the Divine, It’s him. He stands at about 5’4″ and has maybe a handful of teeth left. when he speaks, I catch about half [Read More...]

Stuffed Cows and the Self-Imposed Cost of Free Grace

Each of us is our own worst enemy at one time or another. My eight-year-old son, Mattias, takes himself to the mat more often, and more violently, than most. My wife and I recently accepted a call to pastor a historic church in downtown Portland. When we told the kids, Mattias – my beloved resident [Read More...]


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