I remember when one of the most well-known pick up artists came to know the Lord. He wrote about the experience for his readers, renounced a life of debauchery, unpublished all his books and PUA content, worked some blue collar jobs, and refrained from making himself the center…

The amount of tenderness women need is grossly underestimated.

Everything good, wherever it is found, is from God. Everything that is bad is a movement away from God.

No gymnastics involved.

“Shire” = “patria chica” = “heimat”
The little homeland of the heart where your ways are understood.

Let me give you an example of how girls and boys are different.

My youngest son is participating in this game called “senior assassin” where teams of 3 pay to play against 35+ other teams from the senior class. The object is to basically stalk members from other teams and…

Yes. People will say a woman like this is low maintenance, but really she’s repressing a lot of her needs because she just wants a man to accept her and love her. Doesn’t end well.

Every relationship requires a degree of denying yourself, but this kind of denial (basically…

Also, if you want to evangelize people, you need to 1) like them 2) respect them 3) understand them or at least try to understand.

Everyone gets the ick about empathy, but imagining how someone feels or what their experience might be like is useful in building relationships.

One reason the mental health field is unreliable is because of burn out.

If you work for a private provider that accepts Medicaid, especially, the client becomes a consumer and their brokenness becomes a cash cow real quick.

The expectation is that the clinician bills as many…

“You cherish the memory in your heart of a place you’ve never known bc you are longing for the kingdom of heaven.”

Yes.

Once, Roland said to me, “GG, the real Appalachia is in heaven.”

That’s the kind of thing that can’t be explained; it’s something you intuit. Inherent.

So relatable

The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

It’s called we do a little memento mori before bed.

I think maybe this sentiment is what made me emotional — my own smallness and the smallness of everything around me compared the cosmos and its Creator.

Stood in the grocery store parking lot with a bunch of strangers to watch the eclipse.

For some reason it made me emotional.

I hummed a hymn.

…Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

This platform will sometimes throw up a mirror and reveal strengths and weaknesses in your own character that you’ve never considered.

Last thing I’ll say about how we should think about the way we feather our nests: Theology of Home by Noelle Mering & Carrie Gress is my favorite book on the topic. They do such a good job making you want to fight for beauty & tranquility in your home, so that souls are rightly…