Collin Baartman

“Sometimes you find yourself in the middle of nowhere. Sometimes, in the middle of nowhere, you find yourself.”
― Jerry Nelson, Walking in a Dead Man's Tracks: Chris McCandless, Me and the Magic Bus

“Sometimes I wonder who decided what “flesh color” is. I’ve got about four boxes of Band-Aids sitting in my bathroom, most of them flesh colored. None of them are the color of my flesh. I’m not sure I’ve ever met someone whose skin tone actually matched a Band-Aid that they were wearing; I’ve never been in close conversation with someone and found myself leaning in, trying to figure out whether they were wearing one or if their skin had spontaneously developed a strip of different texture. Why do we think we can somehow make the covering unobtrusive or disguise it by being “close enough” to what’s real? We all pretend, though. Sure, we can see from across the room that there’s a big ol’ beigey strip across your face, but we all agree that we won’t”
― Aaron Mark Reimer, The Art of Being Broken

“If our songs are juvenile, they may simply be a symptom of our adolescent faith. But maybe they are also part of the problem. Maybe our simplistic, peppy songs actually perpetuate our spiritual adolescence. That’s”
― Glenn Packiam, Discover the Mystery of Faith: How Worship Shapes Believing

“After decades of people never being taught how to pray, how to talk to the Creator and King of the world, we begin to pray in the language that comes most naturally. But selfishness is our mother tongue. Tell people to “pray what’s in their heart,” and they will pray selfishly. They will ask for stuff, and plead for more, and raise their hands to the sky to pull down an imaginary lever of prosperity, seeking satisfaction for their insatiable souls.”
― Glenn Packiam, Discover the Mystery of Faith: How Worship Shapes Believing