Creative Studio

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…

Before we learned to pray, we learned to kill in reverence. The sky was awash with deep violet hues as the sun, with practiced bravado, threatened its ascent from beneath the horizon. The boy lay awake under the widening heavens on the roof terrace of his family’s house, a single-room dwelling of mud and straw.…