thinking about whatever is true, noble, right, and pure
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, and it isn’t even close. Undoubtedly, our corporate expressions of gratitude are the healthiest part of the day. Gratitude pulls the soul out of the unending depths of introspection and self-pity. Who can add a single hour to his span of life?
I know that you’re going to be sitting around tonight wondering what to do in those anxious moments between ambushes by costumed raiding parties, so I have compiled a few Reformation Day Reads for your edification.
As I write this, it is still Hunter’s birthday, October 7. We have a few hours left. I have resisted returning to the family eulogy
A more insightful writer is only a few clicks away. A prettier face is only a swipe away. A happier family is only a scroll away. We are all in a battle against despair and loneliness. The least we can do is tell one another, “hey, I see you.”
Hot takes are like bottle rockets. They flash, move quickly, startle, and burn out in a second. Most fall harmlessly to the ground. Others strike objects or start fires.
“But as for Abraham there was no one who could understand him.”
