16 Oct
In The Desert
There are days when I don’t feel like praying, or going to church, or worshipping God, and on the flip side of that—there are days when I am seeking God but I feel as though I can’t find Him.
14 Oct
Rebelution
Alabama State Supreme Court interns. Grassroots statewide campaign directors. Web site designers and bloggers. Published authors. Conference speakers. These are just a few titles that 19-year-old Alex and Brett Harris can officially add to their resumes. According to these revolutionaries, today’s society associates negativity and trouble with teens, and “allows, encourages, and even trains young people to remain childish for much longer than necessary.” Not to mention that the “media-saturated youth culture is constantly reinforcing lower and lower standards and expectations.”
13 Oct
College
As night fell and chaos loosened into a milder frenzy, mom and dad said their goodbyes and pulled away. College is something that I have been looking forward to for a while. Some say your high school years are the best four years of your life but I prefer to think that, in terms of schooling, college trumps high school in terms of excitement.
10 Oct
Perfect, Shmerfect
Graphic by Josh Ulmer
Not too long ago, I discovered an amazing phenomenon. I learned that I can’t be perfect in everything.
8 Oct
Touch Screen Living
When it comes down to it, are all of our relationships really as secure and deeply rooted as our texting thumbs are swift?
6 Oct
Dude, Where’s My Car?
I packed my things, and my friends walked me to the parking lot where I had parked my car, only to find—oh wait, IT’S NOT THERE!
3 Oct
Burning Ring of Fire
When you are a male, there is an instinct that attracts you to fire. With danger involved and possible destruction, man is drawn to fire like a teenage girl to a shoe sale. However, every once and a while, man underestimates the power of fire.
A couple years ago, I was hanging out with several friends at my parents’ house. When it started to get dark, someone eagerly suggested we use the fire pit in the back yard, and I jumped at the opportunity.
29 Sep
Another Game…Another Heart-Attack
Sniffing the air, the sweet aroma gently caressed my nostrils, Aw, if ‘Perfect’ had a scent, surely it would be thee! Few smells can stir such emotion, or command such passion as the glorious fragrance of–a hockey bag. Each piece of equipment uniquely perfuming the air: the odor of sweaty shoulder-pads bringing back my first childhood game, the scent of moldy shin pads rekindling thoughts of glorious goals. The time has come after four-year hibernation from hockey, I would return to the ice–and recapture my former glory.
26 Sep
Rock and Roll…
I was having one of those days where I couldn’t seem to stay awake. After class I went out to my car and started driving home. When I finally pulled up to the apartment complex, beautiful thoughts were beginning to fill my head: Thoughts of my soft pillow; thoughts of my quiet room; thoughts of the giant rock right in front of me. GIANT ROCK?!
24 Sep
If At First You Don’t Succeed…Maybe You Shouldn’t Drive
The piercing squeal of burning tires roared over top the rambunctious crowd. An entire lifetime boiled down to this. Swerving my car around the final turn I gazed towards the finish line. This is who I am; I was born to drive…
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