
Same Sheep, Less Wool
This reflection begins with a shave nearly ten years in the making and follows what fell away into questions of survival, remembering, vocation, and coherence.
Coherence is the original state. Everything else is drift.

This reflection begins with a shave nearly ten years in the making and follows what fell away into questions of survival, remembering, vocation, and coherence.

This reflection explores fight, flight, and freeze through the lens of formation—and wonders whether Face offers another possibility: remaining present long enough for what we encounter now to become part of what forms us next.

This reflection explores the tension between charity and grace through the parable of the wheat and weeds, asking what happens when generosity travels elsewhere while the harm we participate in remains untouched.

This reflection explores why one small word keeps appearing in my writing and how perhaps became a practice of humility—creating space between memory and reality,
recognition and understanding, wonder and wisdom.

How a conversation with my mom, Paul's words, and one Tamil word unexpectedly became a reflection on formation, re-formation, and the enduring shape of becoming human.

This reflection begins with preparing to serve as lector and unfolds into a meditation on Romans 7, why coherence is so difficult, and how God's grace through Jesus Christ restores our participation in the life we were created for.

A reflection on culture, formation, coherence, and why the work of becoming one matters long before children inherit the world we create.

This reflection explores what nature reveals about complementary human powers, how formation teaches us to separate them, and why mature leadership learns to embody both.

This reflection explores how humans carry experiences larger than language. Through stories, traditions, memories, and meaning-making, we attempt to preserve life's interruptions long enough for them to reach another person.

This reflection explores distance, disappointment, participation, and the loneliness that emerges when we forget how to belong to imperfect places.