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Content Note: This essay discusses mental illness, suicidal ideation, and death. Please read with care. I’m Here… For Now “Do you have thoughts about harming yourself, or ending your life?” Her question cut directly to the reason I was there. Shifting in my chair, I searched for words precise enough to answer without exposing too…

I offer this piece in two voices: the one I had fifteen years ago, and the one I carry now. The first half is taken from a blog post I wrote as a believer, convinced of Eden’s historic value, the Sabbath, and the outward-moving love of God. I have left these words mostly untouched, because…

Misused History and Manufactured Certainty I recently read an essay called The Truth Will Set You Free. It was written as a sincere critique of Christian participation in practices the author deemed impure. It spoke of divine names, corrupted traditions, and a call to return to a faith untainted by history or human hands. But…

Tracing ritual sacrifice, blood and smoke from Canaanite altars to the cross. This essay argues that temple ritual, human sacrifice and communion all arise from the same shared ancient grammar of sacred, violent devotion.

Growing Up in a Theology of Hurt I grew up in a faith that treated suffering not merely as an inevitable part of life, but as something close to sacred. Pain was not only expected. It was encouraged. It was framed as evidence of devotion, proof that one was truly walking the narrow way. In…