The Last Festival

PHOTO PROMPT © Bill Reynolds As she stared at the damaged greenhouse she was transported back to last year's beer festival, an annual open-air jamboree with live music. People from all over the state and even overseas flocked like birds every year.  She hated going. While everyone else was having a good time, she suffered in the sweltering …

Relief/flame #writephoto

The sky is aflame.  Under the relentless heat, the cracked ground cries out for relief. Then, You in Your infinite mercy, command the clouds to empty themselves upon the earth. Praises pour forth from our lips when the first drops of rain fall.   This was written for the #writephoto Prompt – Aflame at Sue Vincent’s …

The Moth and the Flame

She sat there, eyes fixed on the Cathedral clock as it stood between them.  They were alone.  She felt his piercing gaze and the mixed emotions it stirred in her.  A part of her recoiled from his attention and the other part craved it.  He was the most dreadful man she had ever met and …

Precious Lord

Today I learned who wrote the beautiful hymn, Precious Lord, the one we hear playing in the background when we see images of starving children in poverty stricken countries.  Here is the story of how this hymn was born:  Back in 1932, I was a fairly new husband. My wife, Nettie and I were living …

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