Not a devil…off stage
I’d like to consider myself a nice guy. That isn’t to say I’m a radical do-gooder, but I’...
Beyond the Bubble: A northern Ireland understanding
I spent this past summer in Northern Ireland with groups of primary-school-aged kids, slogging up...
My thoughts on Goshen
Before arriving at Goshen, I had several ideas about what college life was going to be like. I...
Debunking the red scare
So, as hard as this might be for you to accept, redheads are people too. We eat, sleep and live just...
Taking responsibility from the bottom up
When I heard Bill McKibben speak last year about 350.org and the impending effects of climate change...
Walking with a brother
Last weekend I had the privilege of hanging out with a new friend whom I had met earlier this summer...
Oh Goodness, it’s Gloucestershire!
Last summer I realized that I didn’t want to do SST. I wanted to travel; I just wanted to do so on...
I signed us up for basketball
“I signed us up for intramural basketball!” exclaimed Joe. Joe McCullough was a 280-pound top-...
On the road back from Damascus Road
This past weekend I spent the majority of my time in Damascus Road anti-racism training. The biggest...
A community of respect: making peace with our stuff getting snatched
The first week of class is an exciting time. Old friends are reunited and new friendships are...
Beyond the bubble
Last spring I had the opportunity to spend a semester participating in the Washington Community...
Hair
It’s that strange stuff that grows out of your head that most people take for granted and a...
Speaking from Experience…
A few years ago we heard that people of a more conservative political or theological persuasion felt...
Keeping my voice isn’t selling out
As I read Ben Jackson’s perspective in the Record last week, I heard conversations he and I...
Remembering our ignorance
I was sitting in biology class last week learning about nitrogen cycles and the like when some odd...
