Short Stories

Our frenzied packing was interrupted by the arrival of the royal messenger. “Good news!” he said. “There’s a cease fire. You don’t have to leave.” We all stood around watching him, foolishly holding precious possessions in our arms, and looking at the wagons, mules and donkeys that were partially loaded. “What happened?” I asked. “A…

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…