Hay season is officially underway here in the Palouse. There are no set hours, no log books to follow and tons of money to be made... if you can do more than one trip per day. I left yesterday morning with the set of doubles fully loaded up with Timothy Hay. I then made my … Continue reading Stuck →

My alarm goes off at 1:30 in the morning. It feels as if I just went to bed. My tired body begs for just five more minutes, but my wife Emily is already getting up and heading down stairs. I roll over and grab my phone, I gotta turn off that damn alarm. My clothes … Continue reading A day in the Orthodox Trucker life →

In all of life's aspects there is a hierarchy. In the working sector, there is the manager, and the manager has a supervisor directly under him (or her). Under the supervisor, there is sometimes a team or shift leader, and then finally there's the base level worker. I've had several roles, in all of those … Continue reading The need for a Queen →

I'm looking at the man in the mirror, I'm asking him to change his ways... - Man in the Mirror, Michael Jackson When I get up in the morning it's usually either 1:30 or 2 am. I quickly throw my clothes on yeah, splash some water in my face and head downstairs. It's a quick … Continue reading Reflections →

There's a difference between those who were born into the Orthodox faith and those who converted. The difference is all about the journey. For the Cradle orthodox, they've been able to experience the faith all their life. It's not just a religion, but also an identity. However because it's been a part of their life … Continue reading Re-catechism for the older brother →

There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. But it is hard for others to see. While you hold it you can’t get lost. Tragedies happen; people get hurt or die; and you suffer … Continue reading Writing beauty in the digital wilderness →

When I was child, I had trouble spelling the word father. Usually I would throw an extra r into the word, so father became farther. For the next 25 or so years farther's day would become a running joke in my family. I spent the last few days in Pennsylvania attending the Ancient Faith writing … Continue reading Farther’s Day →