G.K. Chesterton was a master essay-writer, an eloquent author and speaker, and simply a profound man with deep thoughts about everything. He wrote a series of essays that he ended up putting into a larger work that he titled The Defendant in which he defended the good things in life that people didn’t often believe … Continue reading In Imitation of “The Defendant”
My personal aesthetic today seems to be some sort of hipster. I'm wearing a plaid flannel shirt tucked into my skinny jeans, I'm listening to some chill rainy day music, and I've got a mug of almost-drunken coffee next to my open laptop. I was trying to work on homework--and I did for about an … Continue reading Thoughts in a coffee shop on a rainy Saturday afternoon–on the joys of melancholy.
Yep. You read that title correctly. I've now survived not one, but two car wrecks. Only one of those was my fault though, so don't judge me too much. Don't worry, I'm physically alright. It's just mentally, emotionally, and everything else in which I'm not. This one happened last week, and this time, I pulled … Continue reading Thoughts on Having Survived Two Separate Car Wrecks…
I accidentally discovered this poem a while ago on a poetry app. It was on some sort of shuffle, and this randomly popped up. I didn't know C.S. Lewis wrote poetry, but I couldn't resist sharing some of my thoughts on this gem. “As the Ruin Falls” C.S. Lewis “All this is flashy rhetoric about … Continue reading “As the Ruin Falls”
The RUF Summer Bible Study has been going through the book of Ruth. In last Sunday’s discussion, we were talking about how to love other people well. I do not love other people well at all. I really don’t. The entire evening was basically a slap in the face for me, because it’s something I … Continue reading Seeking to Love Others Well–the Struggle is Real
I've been reading Alfred, Lord Tennyson for my British Literature class. He's a marvelous poet--if you haven't read any of his work, you should try it. His poetry is beautiful. He has a marvelous way with words. Anyways, as I was reading his In Memoriam for my class on Monday, I was struck by the … Continue reading Tennyson, Grief, and Hope
"to the timid and hesitating, everything is impossible because it seems so."—Sir Walter Scott As I was studying for my British Literature take home test over the weekend, I found this quote in my notes. I immediately proceeded to send it to my friend, and we both marveled at how it punched us in the … Continue reading Anxiety, Scott, and Aslan.