Vines
Luscious vines spread wide Branches trimmed fall far apart Leaves withered, fire burns. (John 15:1-8. Picture credit: Openclipart.org.)
Luscious vines spread wide Branches trimmed fall far apart Leaves withered, fire burns. (John 15:1-8. Picture credit: Openclipart.org.)
Give the Creator the credit that’s due. Shine forth Distant galaxies Glowing nebulas Giant stars Blackest holes. Go out Angels bright Seraphim flashing Winds blowing Flames burning. Since God is the maker, the builder, designer, Our lifegiver, ruler, sustainer, refiner. Learn of him Scientist Physicist Astronomer Chemist Tell of him Historian Sociologist Theologian Philosopher Give the creator the…
On the borders of the empire there was a minor noble. Not that he thought of himself that way. In fact, he was lord of all he surveyed, little though that was. But what he surveyed, he liked to keep in perfect order. He had a perfect wife, not too fat and not too thin,…
By strength you founded mountains high and grand. You still the roaring seas and streams abate. From dawn to dusk and dusk to dawn your hand Brings forth rejoicing, glory crowns your gate. Your awesome deeds, your valiant acts so great. Sustain our life, and give your servants care. A pathway to your temple you…
I think this might be of interest to readers of this blog. I’ll be talking specifically about Christian fiction tonight with Kimberly Gordon, author of Energion titles Please Love Me, Allegheny Hideaway, Prayer Trilogy, and It’s in the Bag. Join us at 7:00 pm central time, January 10, 2017. You can ask questions or make…
“I’m here to talk about your tithe,” said the pastor. There was a moment of stunned silence at these words. Then Mr. Brent moved his oxygen tank just a bit and unnecessarily adjusted the breathing apparatus. He wheezed just a little bit. “We have been absolutely faithful about our tithe. A full 10% of our…
“The grandfather’s in there,” said the nurse quietly. “He’s a retired missionary.” “Thanks,” said the pediatric oncologist, but he didn’t hesitate. He stepped into the room. In the bed he saw the girl, not yet in her teens. She didn’t look all that good. He hadn’t expected her to. She had just been referred to…
(This is part 2 of a 2 part story. Read part 1.] “I disagree with that. Rather, I allow my LGBTQ members full participation without making a scene about it. They know, I know, and my church council knows what’s going on. I don’t perform same-sex weddings because it’s contrary to the rules of the…
Jerry Simonson lowered himself gingerly into the overstuffed chair. He was wondering whether it was safe or sanitary. He shouldn’t have. The decor of The Roadside Cafe may have looked like a cross between accidental and tornado aftermath, but it was a decor that was carefully maintained. It was more likely that the owner had…
There was this man, sitting on his couch. He wasn’t sure whether he was awake or not. He might have been dreaming. He might have been in that sort of half-way state some people experience when just waking up. But right across from his recliner, sitting there on the couch, was a man. The man…