When You’re Tired of the News

It’s no secret that the majority of the news we see is negative. We live in a world constantly in flux and what seems like to be “hanging by a thread.” Politics, in particular, can be extremely draining to read due to the amount of work that has to be done to not only ensure the well-being of our own country but to see that the world can come together to bring a glimmer of peace and hope. Culture seems to be spiraling out of control in a post-modern context of relative truth, relative morality, and relative ethics. So it’s no secret that an overconsumption of media can lead someone to break down mentally. It happens to all of us at one point or another.

The Unrealistic Expectations of Victoria’s Secret (Part 2)

In my last post, which if you haven’t read you can read here, I discussed the negative influence that the annual Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show has on the self-image of young women in our culture today. I know about this from being in youth ministry for several years, reading countless tweets and comments from young

The Unrealistic Expectations of Victoria’s Secret (Part 1)

It is so easy to criticize that which is on the edge of modesty. When it comes to the store Victoria’s Secret, it’s no secret that the clothing that comes out of that store should only been seen by the woman wearing said clothing and her significant other… that’s it! The reason why I’m writing

Intolerance vs. Opinion (my take on the Chick-fil-A controversy)

If the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter. George Washington This post is different that what you will usually read on my website. I usually do not talk about political or “hot-button” issues because that is not the purpose of my website.

An uncertain future

The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.  Abraham Lincoln If you would have told me five years ago that I would be where I am today, I would definitely laugh in your face… I would also be extremely terrified. I have lived around a quarter of a

“I’m a terrible Christian, but I really love Jesus”

Growing up, religion was an awfully confusing thing for me. I mean choosing which flavor of ice cream was difficult enough, and then being bombarded with which religion was going to take me to some future utopic paradise seemed really out of reach; if not out of line. So when a friend of mine invited