Choose LOVE over HATE.  We all have a natural inclination to hate those we see as our enemies. We hate those who hate us. We hate those who hurt us. We hate those who threaten us. The righteous indignation of anger leads to burning hate.  At the time it feels so justified. We see ourselves [...]


First week-ish in Boston (things I’ve noticed and learned

Drew Nelson

Here are some things I’ve learned, noticed, and experienced since I got to Boston (in no particular order!).

The city of Boston is incredible.

The T is the only real way to get around. AKA subway

Crosswalks don’t matter (just like downtown Columbus)

Tons of beautiful buildings and architecture.

It is rare to meet someone with a Boston accent. In fact, most people you will meet in the city aren’t originally from Boston. Lots of tourists.

The people are genuine. They aren’t going to put on a fake smile.

Despite stereotypes, people aren’t cold and rude. Most people are nice, but you have to earn their trust. Also, people are willing to talk about spiritual matters.

Meeting someone with a Phd or high level of education is commonplace.

Social justice issues are huge. Abortion isn’t a big deal here, but gay marriage is for a completely different reason.

There is…

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~Words to live by~

1. You can't get over something if you keep talking about it! Romans 12:14 Proverbs 17:9 2. Be inventive in hospitality. 3. Bless your enemies. 4. Laugh with your happy friends when they are happy. Share tears when they are down. 5. Get along with one another; don't be stuck up. 6. Make friends with [...]

“He Has Aspergers” and Everything Else I Never Wanted To Hear About My Son

A Buick in the Land of Lexus


Do you hear that?

Come closer.

That’s the sound of my heart breaking.

My son has always loved the ocean. His eyes are the color of the sea, changing from blue to green with the swell of the tide.  And my love for him is an ocean, an overwhelming force which is sometimes calm and steady, and other times full of conflict.

A mother’s love is like the continuous miracle of the sea. It begins in the ocean of your womb – but there is something unsettling about the way your baby kicks. So fiercely you feel bruised on the inside.

There is something willful and stubborn about his refusal to come out. He arrives weeks late, and even then – after almost 40 hours of labor.

Your baby is overwhelming and mysterious and brutal, like the ocean. He screams uncontrollably for hours a day, every day. And you bring him to…

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