Her Night Before Christmas

Past, present, and future, like specters, enter her thoughts.

Choose Your Advent

Should we hope that with the advent of the New World Order that things will be put right?

That Was No Dream

Ezekiel Evans looked out the front room window. A snow-buried Camry sat dormant under the streetlight. “Still there” Ezekiel said to the glass reflection of Tonya decorating the Christmas tree. He stood there another minute to reassure himself and then returned to his chair. “You never know what will happen next around this doggone place.…

Let’s Space It!

. . . when the fullness of time arrived, God sent His Son . . . You and I, remnants of dying stars, have recently arrived on a habitable zone planet within an incredibly old cosmos . . . American astronomer Edwin Hubble (1889-1953) discovered, through analyzing the distance and redshift effect of two dozen…

Season of Light . . . Pollution?

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it. -The Gospel According to John 1:5 Night after night the natural illumination of billions of stars and reflective orbs goes unnoticed except for an occasional glimpse at the obvious moon. When the sun goes down, we use artificial light to focus our…

Christmas Care Package

That day, when it was evening, Jesus said to them, “Let’s go over to the other side.” They left the crowd, and took him with them in the boat he’d been in. There were other boats with him too. A big windstorm blew up. The waves beat on the boat, and it quickly began to…

Playing the “Ice-game of Reason”?

Years ago, now, I read the folk stories of Hans Christian Anderson to my two youngest. Storytime included The Ugly Duckling, Thumbelina, The Little Match Girl, The Princess and the Pea, The Steadfast Tin Soldier and… The Snow Queen. First published in 1845, The Snow Queen centers on the struggle between good and evil as taken on…

The Letters

September, 2019 My Dear Agnus, I may be among the last of those who write letters. Handwriting is personal and so I hope my words will be received not as the words of a deacon, but as your brother. The last time I saw you Agnus, at the funeral for Nicholas, I perceived bitterness behind…