We’ve added another T-shirt to the H2O oeuvre. And it’s quite the shirt: a beautiful forest green (very popular among college students these days), featuring the word “Centennial” underscored by a rootin’ tootin’ roller-skatin’ chimpanzee on the front, and the … Continue reading
I was happy for Cor when he made his decision to switch from Soccer to Cross-Country. And now that we’ve got a couple of months’ experience, we can see things have played out well for him. He’s a valuable contributor … Continue reading
It’s an all-out sprint at the beginning of a new school year, for those of us who work with H2O Church at Kent State University. We run for a six-week-long sprint, from Kick-Off Week to the Fall Retreat. And like … Continue reading
It was a perfect weekend for the Northeast Ohio H2O Fall Retreat. We brought together staff and students from Kent State University, Youngstown State University, and the University of Akron. And God showed up in beautiful ways, like He does … Continue reading
Dear Olivia, Happy Birthday! My “little girl” is now officially, legally, an adult. And to be honest, that feels a little bizarre… sad… scary… surreal… but mostly — really and truly — amazing. You! Are! Amazing! I look back on … Continue reading
It’s the beginning of the best month of the year: mid-September to mid-October! I finally decided to join the Summit Metro Parks Fall Hiking Spree (“the largest and longest-running event of its kind in the nation”), and I always feel … Continue reading
I used to live for the National Football League (NFL). Especially back in my middle school years. At least fifty percent of my wardrobe was NFL-branded. I doodled NFL logos in the margins of my class notes. And I felt … Continue reading
I didn’t know that the street preachers were going to be on campus. But it just so happened that I made plans to go for a walk with a student, starting from the fountain on Risman Plaza. And there they … Continue reading
Even in his most-Parkinsonian, most-demented, most-psychotic state, my Dad’s vocabulary is impeccable. When he got on the phone last night, he said, “You know the ones who have been… my captors… I perceive that they have released me from prison… … Continue reading
I love small-town festivals. I grew up in a town that celebrated its Bicycle Days every summer. Marci and I had our first date at the Bucyrus Bratwurst Festival. And I’m always on the lookout for other interesting observances that … Continue reading