Equinox: The Harmony between Meaning and Mundanity; 3 Part Series (Teaser)
Lately I’ve been thinking about purpose and what means in light of being Orthodox. What does it mean to “find your purpose”? Can one find a purpose here on earth? Are we ‘called’ to something higher? And yet while I ponder these questions, I also cannot help but notice that these thoughts are the fruits…
This Was Supposed To Be a Consistent Blog…
It’s almost 5pm on a Sunday. My wife is just waking up from a deep rest that we jokingly refer to as a ‘PLN’ or ‘post-liturgical nap’. The soft gurgling of the fish tank across the couch fills the living room space with a sense of reflection. It is here where I dare to resume…
May It Be Done According to Your Word
If you’re a human being living in the 21st century then you’ve probably had an existential crisis at some point in your life. Who hasn’t? Especially if you are in your late twenties as I am and the sweet feeling of youth is beginning to slip from your grasp as the birth pangs of gray…
The Age of the Imposter
It’s 4AM. You wake up after contemplating for 15 seconds about the choices you’ve made throughout life and then stumble out of bed only to greet your sleep sunken face in front of the bathroom mirror. This familiar yet strange face stares back at you. One you call your own. You continue your routine with…
The Grays of December: A Poem
The grays of December The chill in the morning Like a touch from a ghost to my nose Memories flash through my mind Of winters past Bitter sweet in the burning cold The grays of December And that greyhound keeps prancing on Through the gray city up north And down south the only gray I…
Nostalgia and The Ghosts of Yesteryear
“When I close my eyes I see you No matter where I am I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines I’m with your ghost again” —“Colder Weather”, Zac Brown Band +++ Last week, my wife and I were at my best friend’s house enjoying some old videos of our past shenanigans. We shared…
Flatlining: The Subtle Art of Emotional Consistency
So everyone who knows me personally should (hopefully) know that I am an orthodox Christian. This means that each person who knows me personally should know that I am far from a saint, prone to falling, and am in need of a savior. Because of all this, we orthodox do something pretty familiar to those…
Can these bones live again? Pt 2
You ever restore something before? Maybe an old cabinet or a table? Hell, even a pair of shoes or sneakers? If you have, then you might be familiar with how the process goes. It can be tedious, meticulous, and all the ‘ous’’s. However, the end result; the masterpiece only unveiled through countless strokes of sanding,…
Can these bones live again? Pt 1
So about a month ago I started a new job restoring historical windows. Pretty niche, eh? Yeah, I’ve kinda been a sucker for niche things. My last job (which got me into the restoration field) was working as a Resurfacing Technician for a surface repair and restoration company. Needless to say, I’ve had my hands…
This was supposed to be a holy blog…
It’s 1:13am. I’m lying down on my full-sized mattress next to an empty bag of Cheez-It crackers while a likewise empty bottle of Yuengling accompanies me on the floor next to where I am. I’m supposed to be tired. I worked my usual 10 hour shift at my labor job. You’d think I’d be exhausted…
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