No More Need To Be Kind…I Mean Rewind

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If you ask my wife, she’ll tell you I’m a very nostalgic person. I only just recently threw out an old pair of ripped up boxers she’d given me a decade ago when we were dating that said “Too Hot to Handle” along the elastic band right above cute little pictures of chili peppers. Years later, on the day we moved out of our first house as a married couple - a rental property that lacked proper heating and turned into a sauna during the summer - I walked through the empty rooms and emotionally remin … [Read more...]

The Magic of God?

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As I’ve discussed before, as much as I love reading, it takes me a little longer to get through huge volumes than it might for the average reader. As a result, delving into the seven-book Harry Potter collection (four of which are the size of Webster’s Dictionaries) seemed more than a little daunting. But after years of putting it off, I finally decided enough was enough. On a soggy Thursday back in March, while sitting in a jury duty waiting room, I finally entered J.K. Rowling’s magical world … [Read more...]

The Things That Change and Don’t Change in Ten Years: A Conversation with Singer/Songwriter, Derek Webb

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I’ve been a Derek Webb fan for years, having been drawn in by his willingness to wrestle through tough questions and creatively confront various cultural and religious issues in his songs that many artists of the same ilk seem to try and avoid. It also doesn't hurt that the guy’s a tremendous songwriter and performer. Over the past decade, he’s released ten solo records to go along with his large volume of work in Caedmon’s Call before that. When I was given the opportunity this past summer to j … [Read more...]

Chronicles of a Writer Who Couldn’t Read

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“Your teacher says you’re having a lot of trouble with your reading comprehension.” I was eight or nine when my dad said that to me after one of those fun little parent-teacher conferences. You know, the kind where your strengths tend to get glossed over and every one of your flaws are picked at and laid bare like an egg frying on a rock under the blazing Sahara sun. At least, that’s how those conferences seemed to go whenever they pertained to me. I had no clue what my dad was talking about. H … [Read more...]


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