While I am always striving to become more holy, this week I’ve learned the importance of becoming more hole-y. In my very first class of graduate school, one of my new professors introduced the idea of living life while carrying around a net. We all have a metaphorical net that stays with us as we … Continue reading A Net With No Holes
I caught a stingray the first time I went fishing. I use the term “I” loosely here, as I wasn’t the one to pick the bait, attach it to the hooks, cast the net, or anything else that goes along with the preparation. But when the first bite on the line came pretty quickly, I … Continue reading Ready or Not
This part of my life started by chopping off 10 inches of my hair.