Tag Archives: God

Unmade in America

My 10th great grandfather and his family boarded a ship in Mannheim, Germany in 1663 bound for America.  They came to Germany by way of Amsterdam and before that France, seeking refuge from religious persecution.  Each new home offered only … Continue reading

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Take Me to Church

Let me tell you why church is hard. Trying to convince me that the Bible isn’t science but it is absolute truth about the beginning of time.  Using examples like giraffes and language to explain divine design.  Making fun of … Continue reading

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The Christmas Crescendo

The crescendo of the day is complete.  The joyous ruckus of children whipped into a frenzy over the satisfaction of wholly met desires.  It’s what I always wanted!!  Thank you!! You’re the best mom, ever!  Oh yes.  I am.  For … Continue reading

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Home

As I stand in the place where the ocean and land meet, I have the overwhelming desire to go home.  Myrtle Beach is just not the same.  The sand isn’t right.  The color of the ocean is all wrong.  Where … Continue reading

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Why Deny Science?

I think I know that answer. It’s hard to admit, being a scientist of sorts.  I’ve studied chemistry, biology, biochemistry, physics.  I admired the way that science layers itself over time, building information and facts one on top of the … Continue reading

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When God Attacks

Uh oh, I’m going to get a little preachy…. I used to be under the impression that if God was mad at me for something bad that I had done, then He would fuck up my life royally. He would … Continue reading

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Greater Good

Talking or writing about my faith always gives me a little uncomfortable feeling.  I can talk to my family, children, and close friends about it, but putting it out into the world to be ridiculed is almost unbearable. There are … Continue reading

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