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Free to Be Me

Imagine any of one these scenes:

A mom resisting the dawn of her wiser years as she gets another round of botox.
A teenage boy wondering if somehow God made a mistake with him.
A newly retired father trying to find meaning in life outside the office.
A young woman fruitlessly looking for validation as she downloads yet another dating app.
A man returns to the bar for the third time this week in a desperate attempt to find meaning at the bottom of a glass.

So much of our personal struggles and search for purpose boil down to:
“Who am I? Why am I here?”

Cultivating Discretion in an Age of Distraction

One word that seems to imbue our culture is vulnerability. We’ve become increasingly more and more comfortable opening up and sharing the intimate details of our daily life. Videos of individuals crying over daily challenges to frank discussions about the wounds inflicted on us by others crop up all over the internet.

But is this genuine vulnerability? Or is this oversharing, breaking down healthy boundaries, and indiscretion?

“Religion Doesn’t Want Me”

He claimed he’d always been drawn to religion, but “religion never wanted him.” And so, fine, here he is doing his own “unholy” thing.

This attitude is by no means new, or even very sympathetic and we should be very reticent to make him into a hero for this jargon.