The Old Course is Overrated: And Other Stupid Sh*t Americans Say
The truth is simple: there’s no other tee box in the world where you’re more likely to hit a dead top. If the first tee was the only shot you got to hit when playing The Old Course in St. Andrews, it would still be worth the price of admission. It would still be a story you could tell your friends.
We Need Each Other's Stories
If Wesley Hill had written a treatise on how Christians should handle homosexuality, I probably wouldn’t have read it to the end, regardless of whether or not I agreed. But because he shared his story, because he invited me in to experience something deeply personal, I was able to also experience something deeply profound—namely, that he and I aren’t that different.
AOC and Authenticity
Is AOC actually more genuine and authentic than other politicians, or is her team simply better at making her appear that way?
Love Like Kanye Loves Kanye
Recognizing someone’s flaws isn’t a sin—it’s an acknowledgment of similarity. In Kanye’s failures, I see myself. I see my desire to be noticed, to be right, to be loved.
Glimpses of the Trinity in the Music of Jon Bellion
To say that Jon Bellion has outlined a doctrine of the trinity across his music is to misrepresent the work that he has done. But instead of transposing a specific theological construct onto his music, we can look at how he creates and what he creates in order to see the triune God behind it all.
My Opinion Isn't Important
Sometimes it feels like the world is running out of people who have the ability to say, “My opinion on this subject isn’t important.”
God Bless America?
I can taste the hotdogs and hamburgers, the potato chips on the side, and the coleslaw that I put on my plate out of obligation with no intention of touching...But before I can touch a lit match to the fuse of a firework, I have to pause. Are we living in times worth celebrating? In a country worth celebrating?
An Open Letter to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Dear Mr. Shrug Shoulder Emoji Guy,
Thank you.
Of all the emojis, emoticons, and GIFs, you have been the most faithful.
I'm Leaving My Typos There
I don’t like that my tweets have typos in them. I don’t even like how some of the sentences in this essay sound. But these are my failed kickflips.
Mom
The last time Mom cooked for us she tried to hide kale in the salad. She fooled no one.