essays

The college years

One of my earliest memories of college involves showing my freshman year roommate what I had smuggled into the building on move-in day. Among my possessions, my parents and I had trucked in a pair of blue, plasticine beanbags, and it was after my parents left that I picked up one of the beanbags and… Continue reading The college years

Personal writing, poetry

Choices, the heart, and God

Shall I go to the bar tonight, Or stay in and read? Shall I drop out of college, Or finish? Shall I propose to my girlfriend? Find another? Vote my conscience? Abstain?             Beneath these decisions, there is the part of us that has already chosen; if we try to convince ourselves of our choices… Continue reading Choices, the heart, and God