Sleeping Bear Dunes, located far north on Lake Michigan, was declared a National Lakeshore 50 years ago this Wednesday, October 21. I haven’t gone there in decades—probably since Middle or High School at least—but still have fond memories of climbing …
This weekend marks my seventh Hutchmoot. It’s virtual this year, and I’ve been mourning off and on about it for months, even as I’ve fully agreed with the decision and appreciate the beauty the team is pouring into the online …
A month ago I was randomly musing about the songs stuck in my head, a full mix of secular and sacred. In my own Bible study, I’ve been mostly in the Prophets, many of which are written in poetic form; …
When I was a kid, two Jabberwockies lived under my bed. Specifically of this variety: In later scenes, the cheesiness of the rubber suit is increasingly plain, but I didn’t care. I was terrified. I knew they were in my …
I wrote this sonnet last week during a church prayer time for racial reconciliation. The prayer guide specifically called out Romans 12:9: “Hate what is evil; cling to what is good.” This got me spinning off into tangential thoughts about …
I suspect I’m getting close to the point where I could publish a chapbook of poems just based on the book of Exodus and Israel’s eventual entry into the Promised Land. This poem was written for a November Poem a …
Today’s poem comes from the prayer journal I started after undergrad. Prayer journaling itself is an old habit that I recently revived; I started it in August 2004 and prayer-journaled or wrote a poem or reflected on whatever I had …
Just a little tribute to Mr. Tumnus from The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, and how utterly understandable his decision was to align himself with the White Witch. Live in security under a despot? That’s becoming increasingly, depressingly relatable. Mr. …
Okay, not technically for homeschoolers. Today’s collection of haikus focus on my experiences in undergrad. I’m just posting them today in honor of all the parents who are trying to figure out how to homeschool or partial homeschool their kids this …
In undergrad, every once in a while our profs would decide to teach class outside. As a lit major, we could usually find some justification about examining the natural world like the poets or something, but really, it was mostly …