Life can be confusing. Good God, and how. Sometimes it seems like the older I get, the more confused I become. That seems ass-backwards. I thought I was supposed to be getting wiser. Instead, I just keep getting hit over the head with my relative insignificance in the greater scheme of the universe. Confusing, life. But it beats the hell out of the alternative.

Likest thou jelly within thy doughnut?

Rest. Heal. Sleep. I shall most likely kill you on the morrow.” “You? A Princess Bride quote?” I croaked. “What is that?” she asked.

Even in winter, the cold isn't always bitter, and not every day is cruel.

I guess maybe you don’t get to be the Merlin of the White Council by saving up frequent-flier miles

We all must die. There is no better way to do so than in the pursuit of something you love.

My main source for faith-based stuff is mostly the Bible, and a childhood with a much, much higher-than-median exposure to theological thought.