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Continue reading →: Through the Doubt: Offense, Discipleship & Loving People Well
It happens far too often. I find myself sitting across from someone in a small but busy coffee shop. The friend across from me has been someone I’ve known for years, but what’s different is now, the friend looks tired. The haunted look in their eyes is soon given context…
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Continue reading →: Just Find Your Way Home: Disappointment, Shame & The Gospel
You could feel the anticipation in the room. A group of strangers gathered to watch what would arguably be the most successful movie of the year. A tale of good versus evil, young love, and alternate realities was what drove all these strangers together on a dreary Friday night. Soon,…
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Continue reading →: Tension, World Suicide Prevention Day, & the Power of Community
He said as if it was nothing, like talking about the weather, “not everything is a problem to solve, but a tension to manage.” He would continue on with his thoughts, passing by the destruction that the truth bomb he had just dropped had left. I didn’t hear anything else…
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Continue reading →: The Untold Pain of Being First
Growing up, I was always enamored with those who were in the “first,” to accomplish something. Take entrepreneur and businesswoman, Madam CJ Walker, the first black female millionaire through her successful line of hair care products. Or Amelia Earhart, the first female to fly across the Atlantic Ocean on her…
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Continue reading →: Daylight
You said your words what my most quiet insides barely whispered, and you screamed them with such fiery passion that you didn’t seem to care who you burned. You were the dragon, and I was the helpless townsman. Standing brave and tall, ready to fend you off but your hot…
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Continue reading →: “Cancel Culture,” Grace, Spinning Plates, and Other Related Thoughts
Violin Music wafted through the air like a thick fog. The melodic notes hung around and whispered into the ears of the patrons. The room was lit by candlelight and thick, overpriced white tablecloths draped every table in the room. The patrons were dressed in the finest of tuxedos and…
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Continue reading →: Imago Dei, #AbledsareWeird,& Disabled People
It was a pleasant afternoon. It was a strange mix of pleasantly cool and a brisk breeze. It was cold and hot all at the same time. I was scrolling through my twitter feed and suddenly, “#AbledareWeird,” appeared on my screen and glowing in a light blue shade. Something drew…
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Continue reading →: Partial Pictures
Anxiety lives and breathes off partial pictures—the more incomplete the picture, the more anxiety flourishes.
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Continue reading →: Leave Me on The Operating Table (The Five Centimeter Journey)
If I am to be honest, I don’t want to write the words that follow. I don’t want to relive the pain and heartache. I don’t want to relive the tears. I don’t want to relive the night where my parents, in all their love and kindness, almost checked me…
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Continue reading →: Even If…
If I must be honest, I don’t want to write the following words. Writing these words will make it all real and in slight delusions in which I’m still grasping to, I am writing this from my dorm room, still surrounded by friends with the life moving forth with no…
Hello,
I’m David
Welcome to this small, quiet corner of the internet. Think of it like a coffee shop table where words, Scripture, and vinyl crackle in the background. I’m not here as someone who has it all together—just a fellow traveler pointing toward the bread of life.
What you’ll find here are fragments: poems, reflections, and essays stitched together from the ache of our brokenness and the hope of a Savior who makes us whole. It’s part journal, part prayer, part playlist for weary souls.
So linger a while. Read slowly. My prayer is that every line I write nudges you beyond me and toward the One who created you—and still whispers grace into all our restless hearts.
From The Desk of David 