[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…
Here’s one thing which really bothers me: the abuse of history. It shows itself most often in two different ways, both of which are very disturbing. First, people tend to airbrush history in order to confirm their own biases. And second, people today tend to view previous generations as know-nothing imbeciles. Both of these end…
I had heard it many times before, but the first time the O Worship the King tune grabbed my attention was when I was only eight years old. I remember sitting in the small church building where we attended worship at the time and the song leader got up, announced the hymn number in his…
How much have we lost from the ancients? I wonder that a lot. After all, because I thoroughly reject the idea that humanity is on a never-ending, can’t-be-stopped rocket of social progress, it stands to reason that knowledge and beauty could easily have been lost over the millennia of slaughter and corruption. I’ve mentioned on…
On 9 November 1989 – 25 years ago now – the Berlin Wall began coming down. It was only weeks later that my family and I (when I was only a young lad) went to East Germany and East Berlin. We crossed over from the West to the East through Checkpoint Charlie only a day…
A while back I wrote a post on the hymn Be Thou My Vision and I mentioned in it how the song had been popping up over and over again at (seemingly) random times recently. The difference between Be Thou My Vision and Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing is that the latter has been…
It seems like every time I turn around somebody is making a statement like, “I feel that people are basically good.” A statement which is, of course, complete and utter nonsense. Looking at the evidence around us, it takes a lot of willful concentration on the, popcorn, lollipops, gumdrops, unicorns and pots of gold at…
