Tag archive: ambition
Dreams, and whatnot
I was watching last season’s finale of Glee, when Shuester goes to Broadway to audition for April’s play. Anyway, I was thinking about his circumstances. He could either sing on Broadway (his dream!) or go back to Lima, Ohio, to… continue reading »
Living a better story
For the third time in two years, I read Donald Miller’s A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. If you remember the last time I blogged about the book, I was leaving for Iraq. I found a story to fight… continue reading »
Goforth
Hi, friends, from Sulaymaniyah. As you know from my last two posts, I started my Preemptive Love Coalition internship a few days late. (Thanks, Delta.) Tuesday was my first day; Wednesday was my first day in the office. I love… continue reading »
It is fine, it is fine with my soul.
Most of you are well aware of my cynicism. I haven’t done a very good job of hiding it, after all. I’ve been trying to get to the root of it, to know exactly why it is I feel so… continue reading »
A character who wants something …
Story. PROLOGUE: Late last year RELEVANT Magazine died to me. On vintage episodes of their podcast, the crew joked that washed up actors belonged on a “You’re Dead to Me Wall.” Now they’re on mine. Around that time I read… continue reading »
on Faith
For the revelation awaits an appointed time;it speaks of the endand will not prove false.Though it linger, wait for it;it will certainly come and will not delay. -Habakkuk 2:3- — “Do you think if you ignore my revelation that makes… continue reading »
Child, I don’t remember.
Saturday I felt more human than I had in a really long time. Dr. Smith in World Civ. talks about the importance of having a big view of sin in order to have an even bigger view of Grace. Saturday… continue reading »
To tell a better story
I finished Don Miller’s “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years” a few days ago; it made me want to marry him even more. The book was very moody. It had the structure of “Blue Like Jazz” (more like a… continue reading »
Underestimated
Okay, new plan. It turns out the blogosphere is a lot smaller than I thought. Remember that scene in Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog when Dr. Horrible comes back after an attempt to use his freeze ray on the mayor during… continue reading »
Letting the Fields Die [revisited]
Talk about beating a dead horse. Earlier in the summer I wrote a lot about “letting the fields die” on my dreams, a reference to the Old Testament command to let the fields have a Sabbath rest every 7 years.… continue reading »