Scripture to Me

Scripture to Me

Before As the sun rises each morning, so do I. Rays of the sun touch my face and open my eyes, and with the day’s sight my mind awakens. I lift the covers from my sleep and place my feet on the floor, no longer startled by the wooden, cold welcome. I have learned to...
Three Flowers Out of Four

Three Flowers Out of Four

Feels good, feels right, feels ripe for destruction, The soil’s safe and fertile and all sorts of flowers may bloom, And to bloom, the blind dream of any seed, But some dreams should not come true, Three flowers out of four will be full of luster and life, but the...
Falling on the Sword

Falling on the Sword

Taking up his sword, just as the Master commanded, Nathan prepared for battle. Sharpening the blade, lifting the breastplate, cinching the belt, donning the helmet, he prepared for more than just the physical confrontation. As he cleared his mind, the Master’s...
The Confrontation

The Confrontation

Nate Simmons was a good guy, but we were bound to bump heads eventually.  He was a Christian, I was an atheist.  It was only a matter of time. We both were hired last spring at Kansas City International Airport to work the ramp for United Airlines.  As Nate had prior...
To Love Them Both

To Love Them Both

No one can serve two masters. For you will hate one and love the other; you will be devoted to one and despise the other. I looked in the hallway mirror and buttoned my jacket. All set. “Alright honey, I’m heading over to Eden’s for a bit. I’ll be back in a few...
Lunatic’s Ark

Lunatic’s Ark

Damn the naysayers! Damn the unbelievers! The man’s aging back arched as he lifted the sledgehammer high over his head. His ark was almost finished. This joint at the pinnacle of the vessel was the culmination of years of obsession – obsession that had driven...
The War is Coming!

The War is Coming!

“The war is coming – the war is here!” The men tighten their belts, the men sharpen their blades. Arm in arm and hand in hand, they form a group, united to stand. Their helmets glint bright, their breastplates pulled tight. “The war is coming – the war is...
A Longing, An Inspiration

A Longing, An Inspiration

I need the inspiration of a long and tortured night. Fill my heart, my mind with visions of wonder, delight. I need the sultry velvet of dusk half-drawn To draw me into its light ‘fore it fades to dawn. Shall my heart leap within me at the mention of your name, When...
The Angel of God

The Angel of God

I found joy on the Golden Highway, And the Angel of God rode up to me, Under silver skies, upon a bronze mule, And told me, “Greed will consume your soul!” Weary traveler am I with holes in my clothes, But my soul is so un-holey because—-...

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