It is an incredible thing when parents begin to confide in their children. Previously, I’ve noted how discomfiting it can be to realize parents are as perplexed and improvisational in life as any other human on the face of the earth. Children often grow up believing their moms and dads are infallible and know exactly
Author: Patrick Bondurant Quinn
Now, you might wonder why in the world this is posted on this blog. It’d be fair to wonder at such a thing. Deathhack is worthy of wonder. This game means more to me than I can express with any degree of brevity, which is why I’ve written about it elsewhere. Simply know that this
Well that was interesting. A group of street preachers came to CNU today. Apparently they had been preaching since 11, although I only hear of their presence until just before noon. Nico called me while I was watching a youtube video. Instantly I closed my laptop, grabbed my wallet and sunglasses, and ran to the
On September 24th, 2012, I heard news that a father in a close by neighborhood had committed suicide after murdering his two sons and wife. Nobody knew why. I didn’t know the Peterson family. I never met Al, Kathie, Christopher, or Matthew. I did know that they went to Floris United Methodist Church. I knew
This is a speech I wrote a week or so before my high school’s baccalaureate. I was asked to say a few words in reflection of my four years at Oakton High School. Unfortunately, I never delivered this speech for several reasons. Anyway, here it is in its entirety. I still believe it to be
Have you ever been perplexed about why you like a certain food? Or why you like anything, specifically? I have. I think it’s mind blowing how shallow the modern concept of free will is when I gleefully bite into a sandwich with ham, pickles, mustard, and bacon. What on earth makes me like that combination?
Love has proven to be a great mystery to me, and I’ve spent much of my last five years trying to discover what love is all about. While I have filled more pages of my notebooks than I can easily count documenting my findings on what society, pastors, the Bible, and my own conscience tell
Today is my last day in Minnesota this year. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my time. Though this vacation can easily end up being more stressful than simply staying at home, I’ve managed to achieve some degree of relaxation. Part of that is definitely from my readiness to be done with Nashville. I’ve also felt my time
God’s plan is rarely the same as our plans, and it is always better. His plan is rarely the same as ours and it is always better. Notice my use of the word ‘and’. I didn’t say God’s plan is rarely the same “but” it’s better. I said “and”. God’s plan is not better than
Class today was surprisingly fulfilling. I thought for sure that ‘Search for Beauty’ was going to be the class I’d drop, but now I seriously doubt that. Dr. Redick came out swinging as soon as the clock hit 4:00. I barely had time to pull out a pen before he told the class to write