Let’s Go

Starting January 23, 2026, I will be available for calls and courses Thursday/Friday each week. Contact me to grab a slot. No cost, no charges, no ads. Just consider a donation to enable me to help others. Frozenpreacher

Depth

I have a bone-level anger that the next generation is being presented with the eternal Words of the Living God in such a shallow fashion. … More Depth

A Day of Remembering

Like many boys, war was exciting when I was young. There is something about the courage required, the hardships endured, and the call to heroism that speaks to many boys. I absorbed data by the bushel on tactics, weaponry of all disciplines, and great soldiers of the past and present. I still remember the thrill … More A Day of Remembering

Long Term Addiction

(Written in 2021) Long term recovery isn’t easy, and the last 24 months were brutal. Serious depression, multiple calls to suicide prevention hotlines, therapy with a mental health counsellor for 4 months, a sex therapist for about 8 months, crazy rage, insane thoughts and actions, an emotional roller coaster that makes Mt. Everest look small … More Long Term Addiction

Resurgence

I’ve taken a long time off this site. In fact, I blocked it, de-listed it from Google search for a long while, and ignored it. But I cant ignore it. I feel in my bones God wants me to write, to journal the road I ‘m walking. I have no idea if you need this, … More Resurgence

43

I am so lonely. Surrounded by people who want to help me, and separated forever by my sins. It has been 15 months since I confessed, and while they have been good in many ways I wish many times I had not said anything. At least before I had purpose, a semblance of honour, and … More 43

Derailed

Learning to Run is going into hibernation. Thanks for coming along on this brief foray. The pencil is broken and the bleachers beckon. May you run well. CPH

Running hurts.

I’m going to sit quietly in the dark and quietly bleed. Maybe it’ll get better. People have been telling me that for 6 months. But I don’t see it. And every time I get some momentum for life something or someone reminds me of how poor my form is or how slowly I run. I … More Running hurts.