This is the sequel to the short story entitled, “The Curator,” written by Sarah Dixon Young last year for Halloween. You can read the original story here. I sat in the waiting area while the Curator hissed at someone on the telephone. “Well, of course I will have to release those artifacts.” He paused. “Yes,Continue reading “The Curator Returns”
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Whose Weapons are These?
While cleaning the garage recently, I threw a handful of sticks out into the side yard. My youngest son yelled in protest, “Those are my weapons!” I tried explaining that they were only sticks, but he carefully explained how they were daggers and arrows and scimitars. I tried a different tack. “They are not sharpContinue reading “Whose Weapons are These?”
Marching Orders
I knew the dictionary definition of prostitution. I just wasn’t prepared for the delusion that came with it. “And then, I bought him for the drugs he could give my friend,” she said. I had questions: “Bought him? With money?” Giggles. “No.” I said gently, “It sounds like he bought you.” “Oh no. I definitelyContinue reading “Marching Orders”
Wholly True
Too Much Jesus
At what point do you become a fanatic? In the nineties, D.C. Talk sang about Jesus Freaks. In the 2000’s, medical missionary Kent Brantly contracted ebola while sharing the Gospel with patients in Liberia. Just this year, an entire North Korean family, including their two year old, was imprisoned for owning a Bible. These seemContinue reading “Too Much Jesus”
Every Joint
We have a classroom skeleton named Henry. He has been a part of our classroom for eleven years, and it shows. When my oldest child was nine, Henry lost a leg in an unfortunate incident with a toddler tantrum. I never could find it. When we moved, Henry lost his eye sockets, and my practicalContinue reading “Every Joint”
Daily
When I go out each morning to start my day and feed my animals, I often view it as just routine. However, my cats, dogs, and chickens view it as the time during the day when they will receive the sustenance they need to go about their daily routines. The cats wait for me inContinue reading “Daily”
Building Houses
Throwing Stones
I teach my kids that it is never okay to throw rocks at passing cars, but the other day, I picked up a rock to chunk at oncoming traffic. I live on a dirt road where there isn’t much coming or going, but as I was walking, a little white pickup truck barreled down theContinue reading “Throwing Stones”
“The Hiding Place: A Stage Adaptation” Film Review
Musician Rich Mullins wrote, “I think life, by nature, is a struggle. You know, whether or not you believe in the health, wealth, and prosperity doctrine, the ideas of that have polluted almost all of our thinking about Christianity- where we think that a really great Christian is someone who does not struggle.” When youContinue reading ““The Hiding Place: A Stage Adaptation” Film Review”
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