Hey Christians, I’ve Got a Bone to Pick with Your Facebook Rants

Lorde’s hit song, Tennis Court, contains a lyric that captivates me. “It’s a new art form, showing people how little we care.” Part of me wonders if she wrote that after scrolling through her Facebook newsfeed on a midweek afternoon. She probably didn’t. But that lyric perfectly illustrates one ugly, uncomfortable truth: you and I … Continue reading Hey Christians, I’ve Got a Bone to Pick with Your Facebook Rants

Perspective

I had never quite known distress until I cut my first onion. The innocent act of attempting to make a burrito bowl was sabotaged when the essence of onion drifted up to attack my eyes. Suddenly, I was completely undone. I couldn’t see. Tears came unbidden to my eyes. Forget the burrito bowl. I was going … Continue reading Perspective