Imagine. You are standing in a throne room that seems to stretch on for miles. The floor beneath you is made of something like glass, and below it, above you and before you rotates the spinning, glittering cartwheel of the universe. Lightning and thunder electrify the air. Rainbows arc and spark and gleam. Creatures nearly impossible to comprehend stand at …
The Fish in Jonah’s Puddle – Part Five
The Story Thus Far: Jonah met the salmon Stuart in a puddle in his back yard after a massive storm rampaged through it, tearing through his world into other dimensions. He then made the mistake of telling his parents. His mother and father, fearing for his sanity, told him not to talk to Stuart any more, and to go play with other …
A Violent Love
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Our Healer
I stood in the shower, tears melting into the spray from the shower head on my cheeks. There was a huge lump under my arm that I had named Nebraska; my skin was on fire; I couldn’t keep food down because of my incessant coughing. And the fevers weren’t giving me any confidence in my health’s outlook, either. Or the …
A Special Announcement
In the winter of 2013 I found my health in a steep, desperate decline. The longer and more rapidly it spiraled out of control the more obvious it became that something was very wrong. Finally, in early January, I was diagnosed with stage four Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. We began chemo therapy and were told there was roughly a 50% chance that …
Coauthoring Our Destinies
How much input do we have over our own destinies? Or, rather, how integral a part do we play in determining our little segment of the cosmic story? One man feels like he is called by God to change a nation. So he goes and, with God’s help, he does it. Did he have a choice in following the call? …
Beauty in the Rain
Oftentimes when it begins to rain I will decide it is time to go for a walk. I will put on my coat and my hat, and as everyone else flees indoors I will step out into the downpour and tumult to begin the trek down our long gravel driveway. I smell the freshly cleaned air, I hear the rain …