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*“You know what I think is wrong here?” The question startled Ward. He was sitting on the porch of his house looking out at a beautiful view from the top of a hill. He and his visitor both had glasses of iced tea. They had just finished a wonderful meal. He had enjoyed showing his…
Christian Carnival CCCXVI has been posted at Crossroads. It’s an interesting one, as always, with lots of good posts to review. I never find time to read all the ones I intend to read. But “the king is dead, long live the king!” or let’s be a little less morbid, the carnival is posted, and…
Way of Life Literature has a rant on science fiction that is really quite odd and rather selective. It appears that science fiction is the product of evolutionary thinking and that most of its key authors were atheists, and of course, evolutionists. I am both a Christian and a fan of science fiction, having even…
After Ellen had brought everyone their orders, she joined the God-Talk Club group herself. “Wow,” said Mark. “We have a full house.” “I just got off work,” said Ellen a bit defensively. “You don’t have to justify yourself,” said Justine. “I like it when you can join us.” “My boss is a little bit touchy…
“So why did you want to see me, Charlie,” said the elderly man after the preliminary social amenities were completed. “It’s been what, 25 years?” His tone was friendly, but his face showed disappointment. “I wanted you to see what we have happening here. Thirty-five years ago I received my call to ministry in your…
He was dressed in ragged clothing, more patches than original cloth. His face was covered with the stubble of several days without shaving. He looked like he should be cold but he wasn’t shivering. In fact, he looked peaceful. Tom saw the tramp out of the corner of his eye. He looked around to see…
She wasn’t comfortable with this visit, but it was her duty. He had lost his son just three weeks earlier and she had conducted the funeral. The death had been sudden, tragic. The man had lost his wife only three years earlier, and his son was his life. At the funeral he had been devastated….
This story is actually true. Well, at least it’s based on true events that happened to me. I’m probably dramatizing it a bit. Maybe more than a bit. You see, when I say I can’t play _____ (fill in the sport), I really mean it. I don’t think I’m an incredibly clumsy person, though I’m…
I’m trying to get back to this blog, but paying work continues to intervene, and fiction writing is not paying work for me, nor is reviewing or commenting on fiction. I will get back to posting and even have some plans for some of my material elsewhere. That said, this morning I found a link…
The first time that Yagac approached the shrine he was carrying a stick he had cut from a tree and sharpened. “What do you bring for the god?” said the aged priest. Villagers said he had been at the shrine more than a hundred years. He looked it. “I bring this spear,” said Yagac, his…
