Creative Studio

I’ve long felt uneasy with the way Christianity talks about itself. Not so much in what it says about God, but in how it decides who belongs, where truth is allowed to live, and how tightly it must be held to remain safe. Faith often begins with relief. A sense of having found something that…

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…