We have forgotten how to talk and listen to one another. We are blinded by our presuppositions. We demand love for all, but continue to hate, discriminate, and force each other to choose sides and divide. My heart is broken for this world and I pray the end is near so we can all find peace.
It’s 11:19 as I begin writing this. The moon is a waxing gibbous. My cigar is burning at its band point. The smoke is starting to get warm. With each draw the wrapper illuminates; an orange glow flickers around the edge of the stick, burning closer to my fingers. This particular cigar has a coarse, toothy vellum feel to it. My headphones are around my neck, playing music, augmenting the world. My…
Smoker Confession #2
A few weeks ago, I was outside smoking while on a break at work. It was windy outside, but I didn’t think anything of it.
I was taking a drag from my cigarette when I watched my hair hit the cherry on the end of my cigarette. I held my breath for a moment as I envisioned all of my hair bursting into flames.
Fortunately for my hair (unfortunately for the excitement of this story), it did not.
The Pressures of Quitting
Something so often viewed as negative.
It comes with associations of defeat, giving up, weakness, failure, among many others. When it comes to quitting smoking, it should be viewed as a positive, right? All of the negative associations should not apply, but they are often so ingrained in our minds, that from my experience, quitting seems like such a negative thing.
I am currently at a…
Where Did it All Begin? - Questions: Part 1
Where Did It All Begin?
Let’s see. The first time I smoked a cigarette was during the summer before I turned 20. I was in a portion of my “partying” phase, had moved out of the house, discovered my parents were separating, was having a hard time dealing with a recent breakup, along with all the other normal stresses of life. I had been drinking and was outside with some friends (some of whom were…
Reflection: Part One
Today I realized, while on the verge of tears after reading a comment, how vulnerable I am making myself through this blog. I realized that this blog is going to break me completely and that terrifies me (especially when I remembered I decided to make myself vulnerable to all of the internet – what was I thinking).
I keep reminding myself that God is closest to the broken hearted and the outcome…
RE: One Father’s Perspective
A couple weeks ago I posted an email from my Dad which contained his thoughts on smoking or more specifically, his thoughts about me smoking. Smoking can be a challenging topic for me to discuss with other people. I tend to become defensive without warning, causing the conversation to no longer be productive.
Unfortunately I did not write down any of my initial thoughts because my defensive…
We’ve Seen This All Before - Facts are Facts, Even if We “Ignore” Them
We all know smoking is hazardous to our health. We have heard (or been told) stories, read the statistics, read the facts, see the warnings on the labels of packs of cigarettes, shown photos of the effects of smoking, watched countless commercials, etc.
I often tune out when any of the above mentioned things are presented, in part due to the fact that I all ready know the general idea that is…
Smoker Confession #1
At some point, after I started smoking, I believed that I smoked as an excuse not to date. I believed other people found smoking unattractive, and therefore kept smoking so no one would want to ask me out. I also vowed to not date another smoker, because it would make quitting in the future much more challenging.
I believed I would quit once I was ready to date, but later discovered some people…
One Father’s Perspective
The following letter is an email that my Dad sent me, regarding his thoughts on smoking, more specifically, his thoughts about me smoking.
May 9, 2014
I’ve been sitting here tonight processing our conversation from a couple of night ago and also thinking about your melt down from this afternoon. Like you, I’ve been trying to understand what you’ve been going through, both in the past…