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People who are regulars at bars are the kind of people who would be in Washington D.C. on Christmas Day. While the majority of the capital's millennial population go on bar crawls and Yelp “The Ten Best Places to Eat a Scone” 50 weeks a year, they have a middle American suburb to return to on the holidays. But because we Regulars aren’t sampling D.C and aren’t existing in a place long enough to Instagram it we are left to pick up the crumbs at Christmastime. We gather here every Thursday. Even if a Thursday is December 25th.

Nihilists on Twitter may disagree but the New Year isn’t just another day. A birthday isn’t just another day. The universe is laid out cyclically so I one ought to live in a cycle. Give me every Monday, the first days of the month, New Year’s Day.  Imagining life as a never ending string of boxes laid out side by side like existential dominos tumbling to a perpetual tomorrow is technically correct. But not nothing else on the planet lives like that. The morning resets and trees reset and the stars reset and Hailey’s Comet will be back into view for eighteen minutes 700 years from now.   But it does come back around. The universe is a Radiohead fan: everybody leaves when they get the chance and this is my chance. Take the chance to start again at one.

"Our proximity to whiteness does not address our trust problem and I’m comfortable not pretending it does. If I’m supposed to be afraid of myself, I can give you the reasons all by myself,  without repeating a Puritan taking the reins from the hands of an angry God. I just don’t think righteousness looks like prom night in Utah."

Somewhere in the Bible it asks, "Can these dry bones live?" “Only you know, Lord" was the right answer. But somewhere else in the Bible, it says, "There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. Yeah. No one believes that.

"The point is, somewhere in the Bible it, asks, "Can these dry bones live?" And "only you know, Lord" was the right answer. But somewhere else in the Bible, it says, "There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus." 

Yeah. No one believes that.

"My mother repeated a warning she delighted in scaring her children with: you can sing a lie as fast as you can tell a lie. 

My least favorite song to sing as a kid in a Baptist missionary church was I Have Decided to Follow Jesus.

Middle children self protect by preemptively doing everything necessary to stay off people’s radar. I would not sing in a way to get on her or God’s radar. So I took my mother’s advice, accepted her premise, looked at the words on the projector, and conceded: yeah, I can’t sing this shit."