• reflections on one year: imperfect memory

    reflections on one year: imperfect memory

    In this series I’m coming up on one year since I parted with my former church of over a decade. I promised myself that I would not revisit my written story (that I wrote at the end of 2023) until one year later. I had written it all down so I could leave it behind…

  • Summer of Renewal

    Summer of Renewal

    I recently saw a friend who had been present throughout the chaos of the past year. He wasn’t present for every step of the unfolding, but because he only saw and sees me intermittently, he was able to say that I looked genuinely happier than I’ve had in the past year. That’s a good sign…

  • The AI Powered ImPastor

    The AI Powered ImPastor

    I was recently in a room with other pastors taking a look at some new AI tools designed to help day-to-day work. We were trying out a few AI tools with a similar feature set: essentially the tools would take a sermon manuscript (or produce a transcript from an audio recording), and from that source…

  • Imagining a different church

    Imagining a different church

    I’ve recently been diving into the practices of the early church: learning about its structures, how they organized, their worship practices, and their relation to the world. I’ve been reading up on their writings and tracing their history. How did they form new disciples? What practices were taught? What was central to their identity? and…

  • Random nerding updates

    Random nerding updates

    I haven’t really written about my nerding explorations as of late. In my last writing I shared about Supabase and how I was hopeful that would work out for Poggin… but it didn’t — at least not right now! Supabase is powerful, but I found the documentation lacking because it referred to its PaaS setup…

  • Reflections on Easter. al-Masīḥ qām!

    Reflections on Easter. al-Masīḥ qām!

    Easter 2024: a mix of lament and redemption. It’s been a difficult year. I barely participated in this Lenten season. Everything was still a mess in my heart and I lacked a community to practice Lent with, and I was pretty sure I wouldn’t have the discipline to uphold a communal practice on my own.…