I’ve spent thousands of hours at this computer. Different blogs, posts, endless tweaking. But something feels blocked. At 57, I’ve never bought a new vehicle. The effort is real—so what’s missing? Kyle Mechlinski’s video hit me: What if we’re building without the right foundation?
Is your comfort actually avoidance? I thought I was serving well in Japan, but a growing spiritual tension is forcing me to ask: When does easy service become a selfish way to dodge a harder, truer calling?
During a recent conversation with Claude (an AI assistant), I asked what I thought to be a grammar question, but received a life journey summary as part of a detailed answer. What came back surprised me, prompting me to write this post and ask you the same question…
I find myself thinking about what comes next more than I used to. Not from fear, but from genuine curiosity about the greatest mystery we all face. What happens when this life ends and whatever follows begins?
What do you hope heaven—or whatever comes after—is actually like?
This is one of those posts I never thought I’d write. The kind that makes you wonder if you’re about to sound completely unhinged to people who don’t know you. But at nearly 60, this “old dog” doesn’t care about appearing “normal” anymore. I’m talking about those unexplained…
Some mornings, walking to 7-Eleven before dawn, I find myself in conversation with something larger than myself. Not formal prayer—just acknowledgment. What does gratitude actually feel like in your daily life, not what it should feel like?”