All I can offer are my condolences, but I feel that’s somehow not enough.

Many of you who read me locally know about the situation that is happening in Orangeville right now. For those of you that aren’t from the area, it’s been a crazy week. Last Monday, a local woman was reported missing by her family and shortly thereafter her car was found just off the main street with blood on it, and all the doors left open. Further investigation found the police at her house where blood was also found. There are[Read more]

This song is for the guy who keeps yelling from the balcony and it’s called : We hate you, please, please die

When I first saw the previews for Scott Pilgrim, being unaware that it was part of an awesome comic series, I completely missed the point and thought ‘Man, that film looks lame.’ Largely because Michael Cera, as adorable as he is, only ever plays Michael Cera, which, after Superbad became slightly overdone. But when friends started coming to me, urging me that this would definitely be my kind of movie, I decided to look into what it was all about.[Read more]

Questions that go unanswered…

I don’t know about most people… but I know there are a group of questions in my mind that are my downfall… questions that haunt me and fester and burn until I hit a point where I just can’t take them anymore. I try to be strong, to convince myself that I don’t need answers, because the answers are there. But all too often, I fall prey to the what-ifs. What if I’m wrong, and they’re all right? What if[Read more]

To Save a Life: Part Two – When the going gets tough, the tough get praying.

Do you ever have those moments where it feels like God has taken a sledgehammer and knocked you upside the head with it? Towards the end of To Save a Life, I definitely got one of those. It wasn’t lovely. It hurt. Emotionally, spiritually, and I’m sure I felt the physical reverberations of it. At that point in the movie everything is falling apart for Jake. I’m not gonna give away the spoilers here, but basically, Jake starts feeling like[Read more]

To Save a Life – Part One: It Only Takes One To Make a Difference

Tonight the movie To Save a Life was shown at our church by our somewhat local radio station. I knew prior to attending the movie that it would have a huge impact on me due to the fact that the previews left me weeping every time I heard them. The main premise to the movie itself was one that wrenched my heart just thinking about it, because it was something I could relate to my own life. Before reading on,[Read more]

Lately the weather has been so bi-polar and consequently so am I.

For the last week or so, I have been in a consistently irritated mood. Everything is setting me off. I’m ferociously angry for no reason. I hate everyone. I hate everything. Ever feel like that, where you start questioning everything about yourself? Well, this has been the though-process my brain has been trapped in for the last week or so: I want to scream and yell, throw hiss-fits and break anything that is breakable. I hate where I’m at in[Read more]

Dear 12-year-old me,

I found out two days ago about an amazing project in the works to inspire, encourage, and share love with young girls. The project, called ‘In My Daughter’s Eyes’ is a collection of letters women are writing to their 12-year-old selves. My younger years, as some of you know, were a time of great darkness for myself. On the outside I did a fairly decent job at convincing the world I was fine, albeit a little conceited and obnoxious. In[Read more]

Jesus Christ, I think upon your sacrifice; you became nothing poured out to death

Originally today I was going to do a short story I came up with about Good Friday and the impact of what Christ did. Now, I’m not so sure there are any words I could use to explain the profound depth of His sacrifice. So instead, I am posting something short, simple. I find it a contradiction saying ‘Happy Good Friday’. While it is, in a way something to celebrate, to call it happy is almost buttering the event. It[Read more]

Life: Dig yourself in, or dig yourself

When I got home last night, I was once again, feeling a little depressed. Not so much about life or anything, but about how it seems so difficult for me to fit in. As I was sitting there thinking about that, I realized it doesn’t really matter. Sure, it feels great to have friends, to be part of the action, and to know that people want to spend time with you. But how much do the people at social gatherings[Read more]