… at Fish and Cans. Though I don’t want to detract from my great appreciation for every Christian Carnival host, I do think Annette did an exceptional job on this one with excerpts or descriptive notes on every post. Quite handy!
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When he turned 40, Kenneth began to feel that something was missing in his life. Oh, he wasn’t a lost soul. He didn’t feel a need to find himself, whatever that might mean. He just felt that there was some thing, or perhaps some person, which (or who) would make his life more complete. Something…
(See also A Fresh Perspective I) The church council didn’t know what to do. Well, that isn’t precisely true. Individually they did know what to do, but they didn’t all know the same thing, and no one plan of action was acceptable to all the members. This is a work of fiction. All persons, places,…
Everybody knew that in a small village in the mountains there lived a very rich man. Just why he chose to live in a small village in the mountains nobody knew. Precisely which village was his home, nobody knew either. They just knew that somewhere in those mountains there lived a very rich man. Years…
Welcome to the August 5, 2009 edition of The Christian Carnival – Caravan Route Edition Introduction Before one takes out a trading caravan, one must have some sort cargo to carry or business to conduct. In the Christian Carnival our business is Christianity and so only posts that relate in some way to the purpose…
“Our church is shrinking,” said the head elder, “and it’s your fault.” Zeb didn’t respond immediately. He’d been summoned to the church board meeting, though when he’d used the word “summoned” the head elder had objected. “We just want to talk to you,” he had said. But it felt like a summons, and this felt…
When he turned 40, Kenneth began to feel that something was missing in his life. Oh, he wasn’t a lost soul. He didn’t feel a need to find himself, whatever that might mean. He just felt that there was some thing, or perhaps some person, which (or who) would make his life more complete. Something…
(See also A Fresh Perspective I) The church council didn’t know what to do. Well, that isn’t precisely true. Individually they did know what to do, but they didn’t all know the same thing, and no one plan of action was acceptable to all the members. This is a work of fiction. All persons, places,…
Everybody knew that in a small village in the mountains there lived a very rich man. Just why he chose to live in a small village in the mountains nobody knew. Precisely which village was his home, nobody knew either. They just knew that somewhere in those mountains there lived a very rich man. Years…
Welcome to the August 5, 2009 edition of The Christian Carnival – Caravan Route Edition Introduction Before one takes out a trading caravan, one must have some sort cargo to carry or business to conduct. In the Christian Carnival our business is Christianity and so only posts that relate in some way to the purpose…
“Our church is shrinking,” said the head elder, “and it’s your fault.” Zeb didn’t respond immediately. He’d been summoned to the church board meeting, though when he’d used the word “summoned” the head elder had objected. “We just want to talk to you,” he had said. But it felt like a summons, and this felt…
When he turned 40, Kenneth began to feel that something was missing in his life. Oh, he wasn’t a lost soul. He didn’t feel a need to find himself, whatever that might mean. He just felt that there was some thing, or perhaps some person, which (or who) would make his life more complete. Something…
