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Sasha
Our family feels more complete, now. These last 15+ months have been hard, to say the least. With everything medical, emotional, spiritual…it’s been overwhelming and painful. When Justin got home at the end of October, we knew Harper was old and getting sick. We did not expect that we would be letting her go the first full day Justin was home. Our hearts never fully recovered, and probably won’t. She was our first “child,” and who helped us in ways that are inexplainable. She gave us joy, connection, pushed us to get outside, gave us structure to our day-to just say a mention a few things. We always knew we…
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April 24th
Why this day will forever be a day worth celebrating. The lights are really dim in the guest room in my parents guest room because I don’t want to wake my daughter, but I know that I need to write out this post before I go to bed because if I don’t, it wont get done this week. April 24th is coming to a close. This day has always been significant because it was the day that my little brother defied all odds and survived birth and is still alive today. He, just by being with us, is a miracle, so to celebrate him is very special. Zach has a…
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That Time I Was On A Podcast
The following post includes a HUGE shout out to Ashley and Allen Mowers, and Kyle Stainbrook. Check out Min-Max Podcast Min-Max Definition (via Urban Dictionary): Usually used in the context of roleplaying games, to min/max refers to the act of designing a character in such a way that one minimizes its weaknesses and maximizes its strengths. When I first moved to my current apartment, I was a bit jumpy. It was my first time living alone, without a roommate and any little noise I heard, I was convinced someone was breaking in to murder me. One night, I was making dinner when I heard a knock at my door. I…
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That Time I Hung Out with Monks
Christ in the Desert Monestary is possibly one of the most unique places I have been. While in seminary, I had the chance to spend about a week with Benedictine Monks, my professor Dr. Gloer, and a handful of my colleagues. Daily prayers beginning at 4 a.m. and meals in complete silence were all apart of our schedule, along with work either in the office or in the garden, class, reading, and exploring. Without going into a ton of detail, I made frienimies with Father Christian. Now, Father Christian was a no noncence man of God who lived tried and true to Ora Et Labora. He was a man of…
