About

I’m one of those people who can feel fairly scattered and decontextualized if I don’t write. The very act of processing life and crystallizing thoughts by forcing them into coherent sentences seems to counteract such internal chaos. Like defragmenting your hard drive.

As I interpret my experience and assign meaning to it all, I become aware of this need for continuity within my own story. And if I chase that need to its origin, I find there is an even larger, silent context that gives meaning to our meanderings.

I like to call it the Big S. Story—the story that holds all the other stories in the palm of its hand. If you’re human, you’ve got one, but most people haven’t identified what it is. It’s like a myopia of the mind.

As for me, I stumbled into being found in God’s Grand Epic of Redemption as revealed in the Bible. This is how it finds me and redefines me…