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My writing output has dropped to near zero in the last quarter. Around November/December 2013, I was extremely depressed and dealing with heavy family and personal issues. But those resolved nicely just in time for me to meet an exceptional woman in January. I won’t say I “fell in love.” Say I got vacuumed into it. After whirling around inside her turbulent machinery for a couple months, I found myself ejected, scratched up, dizzy, and disoriented. I’m still figuring out which end is up.

The purpose of Junkyard Salvation was to be a proverbial trail of breadcrumbs if I ever got lost—which I currently am. Ideally, it would track my journey away from (and possibly back into) church. But as I look at the trail I’ve left, the words don’t seem to resonate to me. I forgot what I was talking about, and I need to re-focus the scope of this blog.

So if I’ve written anything that spoke to you, illuminated you, angered you, encouraged you, made you double check your facts, or otherwise stuck with you… please leave a comment below letting me know what it was.

It’ll help me find my way back. Please and thanks.

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Other Junkyard Salvation articles:

• Please Don’t Leave Me — April 22, 2013
• 4 Ways Christians Can Cope With Gay Marriage — June 27, 2013
• How Titties Almost Got Me Saved — August 11, 2013
• Let Them Eat Cake: How to Fail at Christianity — December 16, 2013
• For Believers Who Have Considered Apostasy When Faith Isn’t Enuf — March 28, 2012