A Parable: The Kingdom of Heaven

Wake up and smell the roses. It's the only thing in life that seems to be wholesome. The gentle moment of seeing a shooting star or the moment of hearing the rain. It all means something quite spectacular. The breeze. The Sun. The Rain. The Clouds. The Snow. The Storms. Everything. All one. I never … Continue reading A Parable: The Kingdom of Heaven

Dear Church

Dear church, Thank you for showing me how messed up I was. I wouldn't have realized that you messed me up if your doctrine didn't tell me I was. Thank you for showing me that I can achieve anything if I die to myself. The more I die to myself, the more I'm not accepted … Continue reading Dear Church

I don’t call myself “Christian”.

If you've been following me for some time, you know that I've changed a lot. I've had many ups and downs in my journey since I've started The Spiritual Dilemma, but everything has been worth it. Every mistake, adventure, and curious thought has shaped me into the person that I am today. If you're new … Continue reading I don’t call myself “Christian”.

A Poem: Enthralled

I'm not conceited or consumed with myself. I just have a lot going on in my head. I write a lot about myself because these are things I would have never said. Sometimes I'm infatuated with the idea of infinity and others I'm not, but I can't seem to get past the nots and that's … Continue reading A Poem: Enthralled

A Poem: Statues

This weapon of war is now a statue. It's a prophecy of something that we can hope for. Bombs drop, people scream, Satan laughs, and everyone is searching for meaning. As war begins, darkness spreads over the world. "It's for God!" No it's not. It's for your own fears and moral constructs. We've gotten rid … Continue reading A Poem: Statues

The Death of God

"Jesus took the Twelve aside and told them, “We are going up to Jerusalem, and everything that is written by the prophets about the Son of Man will be fulfilled. He will be delivered over to the Gentiles. They will mock him, insult him and spit on him;they will flog him and kill him. On the … Continue reading The Death of God

A Poem: Peace

When I close my eyes and think of peace, I see you radiating it so kindly. Guns. Violence. Slander. Murder. When I think of peace, I think of empathy, and it's something that moves me. Parkland. Great Mills. Vegas. Orlando. When I think of peace, one moment becomes an eternity. Travon Martin. Stephon Clark. Eric … Continue reading A Poem: Peace

The Wild Goose

The Wild Goose is a long forgotten symbol of Celtic Christianity. The Wild Goose is a term used to describe the Holy Spirit. I know it's wild, no pun intended, to think of the Holy Spirit as a Goose. In the Christian Bible, the Holy Spirit is described as a dove. Why would the Celtic … Continue reading The Wild Goose

A Poem: Simplicity

I miss simplicity. There was a time where I could be me without the expectation of anxiety. I once was a happy person who suffered from shame, but was so ignorant that I was happy with everything that I was. I could use a word like deconstruct or reconstruct to express the transition I've had, … Continue reading A Poem: Simplicity