I’ve encountered a few conversations regarding stigma in the last few days. Some of which left me troubled and some of which left me hopeful. In response, I write down my thoughts in this journal entry ~

I go back to the idea of my “Us against them,” and the “Me against the world,” mentality. I think about the line we see between us and how we separate each other in different classes. I think about the distinction between the so-called righteous or the so-called fallen from grace and how they view each other. I go back to the ideas of our social separation and the Continue reading →

It was quiet . . .
I certainly remember that much. We were sitting in the mostly Continue reading →

After speaking to seventh and eighth grade kids in a small school, a young girl waited until everyone left the cafeteria before meeting with me. She was encouraged to approach by a comforting teacher that stood by her side. This was my favorite moment of the day. The young girl approached with a shy but very bright smile. Her eyes looked away is if to seem embarrassed by her question.

“Go ahead,” encouraged the teacher.
“Ask him.”

One of the things I mention in my Continue reading →