Injured

“So are you disappointed that you can’t run?” Ah, an innocent seeming question from a well-meaning person. I wish I could tell you how many times I’ve been asked this throughout my especially injury-ridden career. Other sports have their iterations: “Do you miss playing soccer since your concussion?” “Is it hard to watch your teammates play without you?” My usual answer: “Yes, but I’ll be … Continue reading Injured

MCUSA Young Adult Rundown: Orlando 2017

I joyfully received a call from my good friend and fellow EMU grad, Tyler Eshleman, last fall, asking if I was interested in helping him organize young adult events at the upcoming MCUSA Convention in Orlando. Convention was a life-changing, life-giving experience for me in high school, so I’ve made every effort to attend the biannual event since my first one in Columbus, 2009. Young … Continue reading MCUSA Young Adult Rundown: Orlando 2017

Committee Lessons

Actually, this should more accurately be called “things I learned from the people on the EMU Presidential Search Committee,” because my weekends spent working with that amazing group of people opened my eyes in such unexpected ways. Our end goal was to choose a president for the university, which we succeeded in doing. On the way, though, I experienced more vocational discernment and general life … Continue reading Committee Lessons

American Dreams

As we were crawling through traffic one afternoon, homebound on I-75/85 through downtown Atlanta, the Chainsmoker’s song “Closer” came on the radio. My housemate commented, “I feel like it’s about Millennial poverty”. I’ll admit, we love it. It’s so… Millennial. Boulder. Tucson. Tattoos. Blink 182. Moved to the city in a broke-down car. We ain’t ever getting older. Man, it’s so catchy. Millennial poverty. The … Continue reading American Dreams

Manifesto

During our most recent Dwell retreat, we were asked to take the framework for Wendell Berry’s “Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front” and adapt it into our own version. I was intimidated by the challenge, because I didn’t want to cheapen this poem, which is so prophetic, inspiring, intellectual, and yet still deeply relatable. However, as each of Berry’s phrases churned through my mind, I … Continue reading Manifesto

On Being Aware of the Space We Occupy

A few weeks ago we traveled to Bristol, a tiny Appalachian Town in Tennessee where the winding country roads extend for miles in all directions and children playing in the yard stare at you in awe as you run past, what with you being the first person to appear on foot in quite some time and all. I labored up the highest hill I could … Continue reading On Being Aware of the Space We Occupy

What Algebra Doesn’t Teach You

It’s so easy to let fear guide your life. I dragged myself out of bed last week and stumbled to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my teeth, having an honest moment with myself. “If I didn’t have a team, there’s no way in hell I would be lacing up my flats for repeat 2-miles. Not at 6:15 am. Maybe in … Continue reading What Algebra Doesn’t Teach You

But Taylor, what about 23?

We dance to the thumping rhythm of a Taylor Swift remix 22, she sings & we’re almost there. New licenses hot off the press bent to fit the curve of your body in the back pocket of your skinny jeans pressed unceremoniously against the stranger behind you sweat dripping down your forehead fat droplets of leftover adolescent self-consciousness plastering hair to your cheeks dripping onto … Continue reading But Taylor, what about 23?