Steven LaChance Blog

  • He is Risen

    He is risen. That is the line that survives. Clean. Direct. Easy to hold onto. But it is not where the story ends. It is where things become harder to understand. Just days before, the people of Jerusalem thought they knew who Jesus was. They welcomed him with an understanding of a version of him…

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  • Good Friday

    I have been thinking about Good Friday. Not just as a day on a calendar, but as a moment that changed the course of the world and history in a way that is hard to fully take in. It is often told quickly, moved through on the way to something else. But when you slow…

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  • A Night of Betrayal

    Lately, I have been spending time in some of the most ancient biblical texts we have, not just reading them, but really contemplating them. Looking at what was kept, what was emphasized, and what seems to have been left behind along the way. There is a quiet pattern that starts to emerge when you do…

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  • You Don’t Need Fixed

    I grew up in a time when you could turn on the news and hear people tell you, plainly, that if you were an LGBTQ+ young person, something about you was wrong. Not misunderstood. Not still figuring it out. Wrong. And it wasn’t quiet. It was said out loud, in living rooms, on television, in…

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  • Crazy

    Crazy will always be one of my favorite books I’ve written. First of all, how it was written is different than anything else I have ever done. In 2006, I was personally asked to come to an old truck stop restaurant on Old Route 66. The Tri County Truck Stop in Villa Ridge, Missouri. They…

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  • Our Lives on the Radio

    “There’s someone found a letter you wrote me on the radio…”— On the Radio by Donna Summer There are certain songs that do not belong to the radio. They belong to a time. A very specific time. A version of your life that no longer exists, except in memory. For me, one of those songs…

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  • Twenty Years Later

    “He turns; I can see his frontal torso in the light. It’s covered in blood. Is he looking at me? The room begins to spin. The sound of his desperation matches the tempo of his hands scrubbing his body. The room keeps spinning and spinning. I still feel his eyes on me. I can’t breathe.…

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  • A Haunting Disease

    I heard a quote once that described a haunted house as one that had gone insane. That made a strange kind of sense to me. The idea that a house could harbor something hidden inside it, a kind of internal system that carries something through its walls and floors like a disease. That is what…

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  • Thought Form

    What is a thought form? A lot of people hear the word “thought form” and immediately think it means you imagined something. That’s not what it means at all. A thought form is what can happen when emotion builds up within a person over time with nowhere to go. Grief. Stress. Fear. Anger. Things that…

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  • Thirty Eight Seconds

    I don’t talk about this very often. It’s not because I’m trying to keep it private. It’s just one of those things that doesn’t come up in normal conversation, and honestly, I’ve never felt the need to turn it into something bigger than what it was. I was on the operating table when I died.…

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