In One Sentence: Saved?
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As Arnold hiked joyfully away along the trail, the child he had just pulled from the water and revived reached out a hand to touch the intriguing water moccasin.
(Ref: 1 Peter 5:2)
As Arnold hiked joyfully away along the trail, the child he had just pulled from the water and revived reached out a hand to touch the intriguing water moccasin.
(Ref: 1 Peter 5:2)
Tlisli* jumped up from lunch and reached for her backpack. Azzesh had again provided an excellent meal, cooked quickly and yet tasty and well seasoned. There was more meat than Tlisli would have preferred, but she would never think of mentioning that to Azzesh. The reason she had jumped up and reached for her backpack…
As Ferdinand looked at the calculated path of the approaching asteroid, he suddenly was convinced that “improbable” and “impossible” were truly not the same thing. (Featured image by Alexander Antropov from Pixabay, with help from clipart by (monsterbraingames on openclipart.org.)
Note: I wrote this in 1986 when thinking about how the time of the judges in Israel would have looked from a Canaanite perspective. I have woven into it a critical understanding of the authorship of Psalm 29. “The voice of the Lord is loud . . Psalm 29 (Author’s Translation) “The Canaani are not…
I run my fingers over the incised lettering on the sign. At least I think it’s incised lettering. I think it’s a sign. It’s hard to tell if I really have fingers. It’s dark and it’s cold. At the last sign, I thought the number was a nine. If it was, I missed one mile…
“Hello Carl. I’m Victor, Pastor Victor.” “Thanks for coming to see me, Pastor.” Victor sized up the man across the table from him. He could see the young man’s eyes flicker around the room, noting the watching prison guards and the other signs that said, “This is a jail.” It was a county jail, but…
“You have to pay your dues,” said the professor. “You must give due honor to the people to whom it is due when it is due. Honor comes only after due time spent in study as a leaner, and a duly humble one at that. Just as the dew falls on the ground, this is…