Reflections

I Want to Touch His Wounds

Why I can no longer be certain, and why I can't stop wanting it to be true.

Sep 7 • Trevor Gibbons

Before the Son Has Said a Word

The beauty of the prodigal son story, and the longing for an embodied father

Sep 1 • Trevor Gibbons

I’m Deeply Afraid of Hell

This past week has been an incredibly hard one, and my deepest fears have begun to manifest in me.

Jul 22 • Trevor Gibbons

Was I Not Worth Saving?

She was three days old when we brought her home.

Jul 1 • Trevor Gibbons

We Never Owned a Dinner Table Again

This morning, I sat sobbing in my office.

Jun 19 • Trevor Gibbons

An Unrelenting Father Wound

A Previously Withheld Essay

Jun 12 • Trevor Gibbons

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