“Arise! Shine! Your light has come! [Isaiah 60:1] Bah!” said the man with the white hair and long beard.1 “So you didn’t really like what the prophet said,” answered the other, somewhat younger man. “Oh, the words were pretty. He’s a good talker, no doubt. But what do you think?” He looked down the road….
“So what’s your New Year’s resolution,” asked Ellen, looking at Mac. “I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. Come to think of it, I don’t do resolutions at all. I figure I am who I am.” “Let your yea be yea and your nay, nay,” intoned Jerry. “Trying to make me into a Christian, Jerry?” asked…
By afternoon, the area was filling with aliens, and Tad was beginning to wonder just how they could all eat. It didn’t seem that they were expecting him to solve that problem, however, so he decided to work on problems that he could at least comprehend. The first one that came to mind was the…
*“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…
*“You’re pregnant, and you’re going to have a baby boy.” Dee Anne looked up from her burger, fries, and coke and saw a woman of ordinary size with long, black hair, and piercing dark eyes. Her hair was braided, and her clothes looked just a bit out of date. She didn’t look entirely crazy, though…
*Jerry joined the group last, looked straight at Bob and said “Merry Christmas!” Not only did he say it, but he said it cheerfully and with attitude. “I see you enjoy annoying me,” muttered Bob. “I thought you’d be offended,” said Jerry. “Isn’t that the normal atheist response to a simple greeting?” “It doesn’t bother…
*It was nearly a week after her first lesson with the sword, and if Tlisli had only had a mirror, she would hardly have recognized herself. Many days of travel with Azzesh had already strengthened her body, not to mention toughening her mind. She didn’t even notice things that would have had her crying only…
*The group was solemn, though they were gathered in a decorated living room on Christmas afternoon. It remained solemn even though everyone had a drink in hand and there was plenty of food. It was the sort of picture Norman Rockwell might have painted. He would have put smiles on their faces and portrayed a…
A short story with an interesting ending. Yes, it’s relevant both to science fiction and Christianity (or other forms of spirituality).
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…
