Some things must just be experienced, be they hard times like homelessness and learning from your mistakes, or questioning sexual identity. Our support during that experience can mean the key to their success or failure, even as adults.
Once upon a time, there were two Zima.
They didn’t start out as two, no, they were 4 leftovers from a 6-pack, to begin with. They were excited to attend their first barbecue, brought along by a Happy Couple to bless the household. They weren’t aware that their hosts had never before tested them, so they were therefore unknown. They were just happy to go along for the ride. It was 1996 and barbecues were fun!
When your entire worldview is seen through the distorted lens of the evangelical Christian church and purity culture, you don’t think about the consequences when you know that you’re right and they are wrong. No matter who it hurts.
Oh the songs. All it takes is a couple of words. Two notes. Puff the Magic Dragon lives by the sea… Bananas in Pajamas, are going down the stairs… Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand…. Millions of peaches, peaches for free… Not much. Just enough to allow my daughter and I […]