Rebels and Slaves II* "Who cares?" That is what I find myself asking often nowadays. And it's not a rhetorical question as much as a very real one. When I am about to do something and I feel uncomfortable I seriously ask myself "who cares Jo?" because if the answer to that questions is any... Continue Reading →
I have been a called a rebel before. Which is kind of funny if you really really really know me, but not a stretch if you've just met me. It used to make me terribly uncomfortable and ashamed to be told that I was a rebel; the word has such a bad connotation. Lately I... Continue Reading →
I follow an instagram account of children with cancer, Caleb thinks I like to torture myself but I like praying for them, and reading about their stories. A lot of the time they aren’t happy stories, but whether we choose to close our eyes or not these children are out there, dying, and I feel... Continue Reading →
I was thinking about time a couple of nights ago. Time is odd, it's very real and at the same time very ethereal. I recognize my ability to comprehend all the ins and outs of time is non-existent, and I realized I try to explain things that can't be explained within the constraints of time... Continue Reading →
Welcome to our Circus. We are a family of improving Christians. What that means is that we love God a lot, but we also have a lot of issues with Him and His church, and we are ok with all of that. We met right before we were both separately planning on moving to San Diego, CA to... Continue Reading →
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