Men of perdition

The clip found its way to YouTube, and my friends in college showed it to others on their phones as if it was a video of a back-heel nutmeg by Ronaldinho. I was guilty too, simply because I shared in the excitement. Many years later, it haunted me. He knelt, reading out something they’d forced […]

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Maybe tomorrow

When you said, “I can’t handle it anymore,” I realized that sorrow had penetrated your core and planted its talons there. It’s never good to hold so much sadness because it kills. What a burden God has placed on us! To strive for nothing; to fight only to lose in the end; to pray and […]

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