The Golden Destiny
One day, as a determined youth traversed the Attic countryside, a rustle in a nearby bush caught his attention for a moment. Submitting to pricking curiosity, he discovered a white dove trapped in…
One day, as a determined youth traversed the Attic countryside, a rustle in a nearby bush caught his attention for a moment. Submitting to pricking curiosity, he discovered a white dove trapped in…
Few stories have become cultural icons the way J.R.R. Tolkien’s Middle-Earth has. I remember reading my dad’s copy of The Hobbit when I was seven, and then purchasing a big, black, 2nd Edition omnibus from a book warehouse sale…
For Rae-Rae Franchi, on her Birthday *** The old stories have a rhythm Like the waves of the sea, Washing up on the dark sands of time With the pungent scent of natural elements And…
Jesus I will . . . Be ever mindful of God’s love for me, and rejoice in it! I refuse to lose sight of how much God loves me, even with my sins and shortcomings…
WriteWrite something!Write to tell me you’ll never write again,That I’ll never hear your voice againThat I’m a silly, immature childWrite anything! I’m crying now,Fighting with myselfBecause I don’t have you to fight withAll I have…
It’s been a dark and weary road And still he strains beneath his load; He cares not that his task is vain And perseveres in spite of pain. He crumples facedown on the ground, Too…
A few years ago, if you had walked into our living room on any given weekday morning, your attention would’ve been drawn to the old television screen by one of seven differing versions of a…
In both gaining knowledge and having a full conversion there are several necessary characteristics that these processes must have. If a person’s conversion or quest for knowledge does not contain these characteristics then neither the…
Honor’s hard to find.You won’t get itWhen you’re on foot pursuit and you trip and fall over garbage cans—When you get hand cramps from writing tickets on illegally parked cars—When you try over and over…
St. David used his powerWhen his mother was in laborAnd soldiers came to slay herBut hailstorms drove them back But he would not use his powerTo stop the warring SaxonsThat poured across the countryTo plunder…
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