Tomorrow you will not be happy.
The machine isn’t designed for your happiness. No matter which candidate wins, your brain won’t want the happiness of the victory as much as it will crave the desire to be angry at the Other Side.
Your brain has been trained by Fox News and Breitbart and Twitter and MSNBC to be angry. They make money from your anger. You don’t turn on the TV every evening to celebrate victories. You don’t open Twitter on your phone to read good news.
Trust me, I once worked for a start-up media company that just told…
I am a nobody. I have very few followers on social media and no one would recognize me in the streets. While I have written for some big-name publications, I’ve never won any awards or done anything that might make my name instantly recognizable to you or a publicist.
That said, there’s a solid chance I’ve interviewed someone that you’ve heard of, no matter your interests. For starters, I wrote a book featuring interviews with 12 College Football Hall of Fame coaches. Included in that list are icons of the college football world like Barry Switzer, Steve Spurrier, Tom Osborne…
As a country, we don’t need football.
We said we needed baseball, basketball, and hockey. But did the pandemic go away with their arrival? Has watching sterilized versions of each sport fixed the economy?
Of course, they have made us happier. They’ve taken up our time and given us something to talk about besides COVID-19. Except, if you follow the sports at all, COVID-19 is ever-present. From the suspensions for breaking protocol or leaving the bubble, to empty stands with cardboard cutouts, nothing feels normal. Sure, it’s better than those months where there were no sports. …
Climb to safety, you and me and the baby
Send our thoughts and prayers to loved ones on the ground
And as the days went by we just stopped looking down, down, down
The world’s on fire and we just climb higher
’Til we’re no longer bothered by the smoke and sound
Good people suffer and the heart gets tougher
Nothing given, nothing found
What’ve I done to help?
- “What’ve I Done to Help?” — Jason Isbell
The famous Mr. Rogers quote about his mother saying “look for the helpers” when something bad happens is often used in tragic…
Laziness and cowardice are two of the greatest enemies of the spiritual life. And they are most dangerous of all when they mask as “discretion.” — “Thoughts in Solitude” Page 22
It’s no small irony that my post about laziness is a few days later than I wanted it to be. Paul calls himself the “chief of sinners” but I think I could oftentimes be considered the “chief of sluggards.” It’s not that I am the type of person to sit around on the couch all day watching Netflix, I love activity. But I am lazy in the sense that…
One of the greatest songwriters that has ever lived passed away this week after contracting COVID-19. John Prine penned classics like “Hello in There”, “Angel from Montgomery” and “Sam Stone.”
Maybe you’re not a music buff or not a big Americana fan and you aren’t familiar with Prine. Let me sum up his influence and talent this way, the single greatest songwriter of all time, Bob Dylan, revered Prine.
Read the first piece in this series based on passages from Thomas Merton’s Thoughts in Solitude here.
The pleasure of a good act is something to be remembered — not in order to feed our complacency but in order to remind us that virtuous actions are not only possible and valuable, but that they can become easier and more delightful and more fruitful than the acts of vice which oppose and frustrate them. — “Thoughts in Solitude” Page 21.
So often in Christian circles we can spend significant time talking about our issues, our sins, our struggles, our anxieties, our…
Thomas Merton was a Trappist Monk in the 20th Century whose autobiography The Seven Storey Mountain sparked a revolution that saw many young men in the late 1940s forsake their former lives to become monks themselves. He grew up in a very secular and worldly household, living all over the world before coming to faith in his early 20s. As a Trappist Monk at the Abbey of Gethsemani Monastery in Kentucky, he lived in almost total silence with the other Benedictine monks.
One of my favorite books of his is Thoughts in Solitude, a book of his writings and thoughts…
a woman on a train in North Wales
Loads of sugar in her coffee
Lots of sex in her magazines
On her third husband by 35
Guess a good man is just hard to find
“Im not diabetic” she protests to her friend
“I only read it to keep up with the trends.”
“Marcus was nice, but irresponsible”
“Couldn’t keep a job or put down the bottle”
It’s not her fault, this wasn’t the plan
She gets through life any way she can
She does what she wants and it serves her well
She’d rather die early than be alive…