Some time has passed since I last wrote. I turned twenty seven. I made pumpkin soup. I like winter because it is quiet. While it is in a sense a grand death, it is also subtle. It doesn’t draw attention to itself but slowly falls over the land. It reminds me that to grow is … Continue reading The Losses of Winter
Jordan Peterson says that if you want to change the world, you need to start by cleaning your room. Elisabeth Elliot tells us we just need to do the next thing. If we’re asking ourselves how to serve God, how to live our lives, she makes it very simple; if you are a student, you … Continue reading Start Small, Start Today
There’s vegetable and lentil soup simmering on the stove. Even though the days are still quite warm, I’m no longer feeling like salad for lunch. Before last year, I had never made a soup. Last winter, I made one every weekend for my lunches in the week ahead. I’m ready for that again, to follow … Continue reading Moving through Autumn
In 2022 I wrote, “for the last year I have felt relatively stuck, and while I can’t simply find a new home each time I feel this way, it does feel good to be on the move again.” Well, turns out I can just find a new home each time I feel that way, because … Continue reading The Adventure Continues…
I opened a small notebook this morning, A5 with a pretty floral cover. It had been sitting on my bookshelf since I moved in fifteen months ago, wedged amongst Christian non-fiction. Some pages fell out. I had forgotten they existed. During the height of Covid, when I wasn’t working and things felt impossible, I did … Continue reading Seeking and Finding
Even though the song Little Drummer Boy is not Biblical, it is one of my favourite Christmas songs (alongside O Holy Night). Every year it seems to speak to something that my heart knows to be true. Let me unpack… I am a poor boy too… I have no gift to bring… that’s fit to … Continue reading Christmas Reflections
In January I wrote this post and mentioned I thought I was going through a spiritual wilderness. Sometime last year (probably around October when I lost my job during a lockdown), I began to feel lost and while I was reading my Bible and praying as normal, it felt like God was not close to … Continue reading My Spiritual Wilderness
Writing about high school is tough for me, because there are so many different aspects and I’m worried I’ll either exaggerate the experience or turn everything in the rearview mirror golden. But an aspect of high school is this: I was lonely a lot. I think seventeen was alright, but something came crashing down again … Continue reading A History of Loneliness (and thoughts on vaccination)
My lovely reader, Welcome to another month, and a new season! Everything is warm and sunny and I don’t think there’s much better than opening all the windows and letting in a fresh spring breeze. Spring brings more joy to everyday tasks, I think; hanging out the laundry, washing the dishes, collecting the mail. It … Continue reading Newsletter: the weight of words
Autumn (written by Sarah Bennett) autumn always feels the same / or / I always feel the same in autumn / stepping out into the evening is a swirling of loneliness / not the hopeless kind / the matter-of-fact kind / this does not scare me anymore / it’s like returning to an old friend … Continue reading Autumn / Poem
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