The September Sessions

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It’s been 3 days since I returned from my sabbatical. I was gone from September 1st through September 17th and learned a lot in that time. I figured out so many ideas in that timeframe, but I’ll just cover some highlights.

Sabbatical Reflections

First of all, being able to reconnect and live life with my family in another state was amazing. Getting the opportunity to spend over 2 weeks on vacation was tremendous. I’ve never done that before. It’s the longest vacation I’ve ever had.

I spent half the time with my sister’s family and then the latter half with my brother’s family. Investing in the people I care about most with the joy that comes from joking around to the more personal conversations you can only have with those you trust. It’s an experience overall that I will never forget. These moments have made permanent marks in my memory.

Then again, my favorite aspect of this sabbatical on that front was just seeing how my family has transformed in just 5 months since I last saw them. How their kids have grown up and are beginning to discover themselves at differing stages of life. For some, learning how to obey or trust is their biggest challenge in life. For others, learning how to do fractions or play football. In it all, I see how I encountered those challenges at those ages and hope in some way they learned how to overcome their challenges better with me being there.

Yet believe it or not, this wasn’t a vacation primarily. In fact, I left with a goal and things to do away from the restrictions of everyday life back in Colorado. This was a writing trip and my focus day-in and day-out was to work on a project I’ve had for over 6 years.

New Book

I’m writing a book. I’ve attempted to finish this book at multiple points, but the timing was never right to finish or even work on it. Too much change. Too many things I needed to go through before explaining to you. It’s what this blog has been building up to this entire time.

Sure, I started this blog in June of 2015 with some thoughts I doodled on a notepad during a flight from my uncle’s wedding in Cabo San Lucas in May of that year. But that wasn’t all that was going on at the time. What began in 2015 was a young 18 year old man deconstructing from faith. This book is about that story.

The story of how I chipped away and crushed the unstable foundations of a fake faith. A worldview that could barely see beyond the borders of modern American Christianity. A faith worth leaving for something better. My hope is that this story is ready and published in 2022. Stay tuned for updates on that front in the months to come on this blog.

New Blog Posts

With that said, I will still write on this blog. I’ve got two recent sermons I’ll translate and post here, along with new content as well. For now, here’s some insight into my plan for this blog:

  • Oct. 15th – Dawn + Joe’s Wedding
  • Nov. 30th – Book Update
  • Dec. 15th – An Ordinary Life: Physicality

For the time being, the book is my main priority and writing here will be less frequent until I’m done. I’m not going to stop writing here. I did just post a poem called Likes For Lust, which addresses how I’m processing issues like the Ravi Zacharias scandal. Outside of that, I’m bunkering down for the foreseeable future to get this done. It has to get done. It’s why I started this whole website in the first place. With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

Footnotes

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Likes For Lust

Photo Cred: (1) | Updated: 9/5/2021

What’s the world like for women?

What’s it like living among the men?

Everywhere evil is being done to God’s daughters.

Murder she wrote would indicate this is man’s slaughter.

They’re meant to be without blemishes, but we’re the rotters.

If they want to get ahead,

Then they’ve got to get head.

When they’re done, they’re dead.

No purpose, just pleasure instead.

This is the reality of every woman worldwide.

Vultures picking apart the deceased inside.

Crows to corpses, we defy those that died.

We throw stones and wonder why they’re so emotional,

Little did we know that those stones hit only the personal.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Ghandi or Ravi,

Women are always the victim of somebody.

Exit stage left and maybe we can end the tragedy.

We shame their sexuality for public protection.

If this was a courtroom, there should be objections.

We strip their dignity for some short-term satisfaction.

We like to lust, yet they dread all the social notifications.

We say love is lust, but honestly we just love to lust.

From a desire for them to lie with us, we lie for trust.

The currency of man is exchanging beauty for rust.

But God knows you and can redeem beauty from ash.

His standards challenge the heaping strongholds of trash.

Who is the man that forgave the woman caught in adultery?

The one who gave the woman at the well back her human dignity?

It’s the same man that drew sins in sand for the men screaming blasphemy.

In the beginning, women were made co-equals to rule Creation.

It’s here when man failed to protect that sin began its infestation.

Hand-in-hand and rib-to-rib, man and woman were made to live.

When sin was found out, instead of owning it man chose to give.

It was the man of the house who failed his own spouse.

He could have taken responsibility, but his ego refuses.

Now men spit out a theology that espouses excuses.

I suppose my words will not sway opinions of disdain.

Then again, pearls before swine is quite simply vain.

With that, Godspeed and Jesus bless.

Footnotes

  1. Free stock photos · Pexels