Tag: fatherhood

  • I Enjoy AI, but Don’t Trust the Rollout.

    I Enjoy AI, but Don’t Trust the Rollout.

    I use AI often now. More often than I expected to. It helps me think. It helps me organize ideas. It helps me challenge my own assumptions when I remember to ask it to do that instead of just flattering me. It helps me write, reflect, brainstorm, plan, and sometimes simply sort through a mind…

  • Greenville, SC and the Business of Drinking

    Greenville, SC and the Business of Drinking

    I started drinking young. Twelve or thirteen, somewhere in there. Young enough that it should sound absurd now, but normal enough that it barely raised eyebrows then. Drinking looked fun. It looked grown. It looked like what adults did when they wanted to celebrate, loosen up, laugh louder, and become bigger versions of themselves. For…

  • Tales of a Midlife Drifter

    Tales of a Midlife Drifter

    I watched a video recently where a guy described himself as a 35-year-old loser. His message was simple: don’t end up like me. Start now. Build skills. Take action. Stop wasting time. And I get it. There’s truth in that. Drifting too long, avoiding responsibility, never committing to anything—that catches up with you. Time does…

  • I Shouldn’t Be Here Or: On Faith and the Never-Ending Story

    I Shouldn’t Be Here Or: On Faith and the Never-Ending Story

    I have nearly died more times than I can count. That isn’t hyperbole. I’ve been in hospitals, in rapid decline, close enough to death that it stopped feeling abstract. It’s happened often enough that I can’t even give you an exact number anymore. The closest was a heart attack that killed 14% of my heart…

  • Prayer, Mercy, and the Sound of Now

    Prayer, Mercy, and the Sound of Now

    How U2 and President lead me to prayer. Music anchors my life. It always has. It fills the silence in a way nothing else can, a constant companion when everything else feels uncertain. There are times I step away from it—intentionally, even—but those breaks never last. I always come back. I need it. Part of…

  • Why We Accept the World As It Is

    Why We Accept the World As It Is

    I want to start with something simple. A small game I’ve been playing lately. I call it watch the problem spread. Next time you’re stopped at a red light, don’t reach for your phone. Just look around for a second. Watch the cars. Watch the people. Most—if not all—will drop their heads almost immediately. The…