[NOTE: This is a fairly lengthy post … but is about an issue which simply MUST be addressed within Christianity today. Please read it and feel free to comment. I welcome the discussion] Those people are zealous to win you over, but for no good. What they want is to alienate you from us,…
Once upon a time there was a boring man named Joe. One day, in a way of acknowledging the boring life he lived, he promised to his newborn son that he would be consistent in his actions as a way of showing his son love. And so, he continued to live in a boring…
[NOTE: This is part four of a four part short story. Please refer to the main page for the other three.] A soft, flickering light shone behind his eyelids and Black Jack realized that he was lying somewhere warm. He opened his eyes and saw that he was covered in thick blankets and a fire…
[NOTE: This is part three of a four part short story. Please refer to the main page for the other three.] As the sunlight faded completely, snow began to fall. It fell lightly at first, but as the night progressed, the clouds obscured the moon and the flakes fell in greater number. The darkness in…
[NOTE: This is part two of a four part short story. Please refer to the main page for the other three.] It was early November now and as Black Jack topped out on a mesa just below the steep trail leading into a pass through the mountains, which he had only once before traversed, he…
[Note: This is part one of a four part short story. Please refer to the main page for the other three parts.] After finishing the burial and a silent prayer Jack Collins swung into the saddle, tears still streaming down his face. A horrible lump of pain sat in his throat and it seemed that…
The rain pelted down as if fired from a rifle, each drop lashing Andrew’s coat with more force than he thought possible. It seemed to him that the watery missiles would bore their way through the deck at any moment, bringing the small craft’s plight from bad to hopeless instantly. Somehow though, the deck, the…
This is the second part of a two-part short story. To read part I, please click here. “I’ve mentioned several times so far the idea of symptom truths and causal truths. You know now that when I mean causal, I am referring to God, and this makes you uncomfortable.” Taking this statement to…
The day had been rather torturous – one which not even four cups of coffee could improve – and I released my Economic Labor Theory class a few minutes early with the exhortation to begin their assigned papers immediately. Not that anything especially horrible had happened; it was simply one of those mornings and afternoons…
Deus Vincit 