D.M. Kurtz

Come As you Are

Hello again, dear reader. As has become the common theme for this blog, having essentially become a public journal that chronicles the key events, moments and direction that my life has taken over the last decade, I am writing this quickly from a place of simple honesty and raw emotion. I thank you for taking the time to read, and for your love and support!

Come as you are…

Freedom At The Well

Wow, what a wild few weeks it has been. If you have been following my blog, I have no doubt that you’ve seen the torrential journey that I have been on these past few years. My eyes well up with tears as I draft this next article, and I pray you take great care to listen and heed what comes next, because, by the grace of God, I have at last found peace, and my trouble heart has been restored!

God Is Dead: A Metaphor

**EDIT, 04-17-22: Read this post here: https://dmkurtz117.net/2022/04/17/freedom-at-the-well/#more-1692 – An update to the words you are about to read, to put them into their proper context. PLEASE READ CAREFULLY, and refer to the blog post above as a true reflection of where I currently stand!**

That title pretty much sums up the content to follow. Nothing eloquent or graceful; just some thoughts and struggles that weigh down a tired soul, and if they are not allowed to escape, I feel as though I will burst at the seams. So, here goes, my dear reader. Delve deep into the mind of a weary and heavy laden individual, if you dare…

The Drowning Man

We all know the age old saying, “the drowning man will always try to drag someone down with him”, and the 2016 film Passengers… Wow, 2016? Has it really been five years since I watched that movie in theaters? Man. How the time flies…

*Ahem*. I digress…

If you’ve seen Passengers, you should be familiar with the choice that the would-be protagonist Jim Preston made. It set the course for the rest of the film, and towards the end one of the others characters says of Jim, “the drowning man will always try to drag someone down with him. It ain’t right, but the man’s drowning.”

So what do we do when we feel like we are isolated, sinking deep, drowning? Our hand is outstretched, we’ve been pushed to our limit and feel as though the whole world is crumbling down right on top of us? Worse still, no one seems to notice or care or understand just how much we are hurting? What, then? Do we lash out, shut down, grow as cold as the dark that envelops us? Cling to the hand that reaches out to rescue us and drag it down into the deep with us?

God, Jesus & The “Why”

Let’s get right down to it, guys…

I’ve been fighting a battle with depression for years, now. Too often, I look backwards in time and reflect on choices that I have made and wonder how I could have made such terrible decisions. I am not where I wanted to be at this stage of my life. My path has been riddled with bad ideas and the consequences they brought.

For The Fans

Are you a fan of Smallville but, like myself, you wish you could experience what it would be like if Clark had just been honest with Lex and revealed his secret? For good or bad, perhaps he could have saved the prodigal Luthor son from himself. Or maybe, the devilish side of Lex would have ultimately corrupted Clark. Better yet, what if they struck the perfect balance of good and evil, together becoming the ultimate anti-hero duo?

I’ve begun writing that very story. It’s epic, exciting, and more than a little heartbreaking at times. I think it will be an incredible story, and it’s one I am thrilled to bring to life for you to read, right here, for free!

To Be Authentic

It’s simple, really. As my first post in quite some time, I’ll just share some thoughts, feelings, and maybe an idea or two. No edits or complicated sifting through the text.

For starters, I simply don’t have the time to write enough to truly keep this blog alive, though I will do my best to keep adding to the content on my website. I would LOVE to write full time, but that just doesn’t seem to be in the cards for me right now. I’m not bitter about it, although I certainly was for longer than I really would care to admit. God has listened to more than His fair share of complaints from me, and not all of them were valid.