Tag: scriptural

June 29, 2022 / Create

“And the Lord spake unto Moses, saying, Speak unto the children of Israel, that they bring me an offering: of every man that giveth it willingly with his heart ye shall take my offering. And this is the offering which ye shall take of them; gold, and silver, and brass, And blue, and purple, and scarlet, and fine linen, and goats’ hair, And rams’ skins dyed red, and badgers’ skins, and [acacia] wood, Oil for the light, spices for anointing oil, and for sweet incense, Onyx stones, and stones to be set in the [high priest’s] ephod, and in the breastplate. And let them make me a sanctuary [tabernacle]; that I may dwell among them.” Exodus 25:1-8 The Great Jehovah, under the direction of His Father, created all things – the heavens above, the earth, and all things in and on the earth. In order for Him to dwell with Israel here on Earth, He asked the Israelites to create something back. A gift to the Lord. An habitation for His presence. Creation to express gratitude for THE Creation. And He asked it to be done with a willing heart. There wasn’t a tax or a levy. Individuals and…

September 6, 2021 / Short Stories

My two friends and I have kept watch on this mountain for more seasons than I can remember. Time passes slowly on this peak and I eventually stopped counting the changes of Moon, but I have never tired of watching the movements of the creations in my view. They build cities then war with each other and the cities melt away and are built again. They are born, grow, marry, grow old, and eventually die. They work in their fields and their shops, and sometimes hold great festivals. The music carries to us high on this mountain. It makes me wish I had feet and ankles and knees and could dance. Instead, I become a little less rigid and let Wind move me more. The three of us stand close together at the highest peak. Many others grow around us, yet keep their distance. They seem wary of us, though I am not sure why. Perhaps it is our age. We have seen many of our kind harvested and carried down the mountain and others planted in their place. We do not speak, but Wind whispers to us. She is sometimes playful and other times mysterious and in many…

April 2, 2021 / Faith

Thousands were executed by crucifixion by the Roman Empire during its existence. Thousands upon thousands more throughout history have been scourged and beaten for unknowable reasons. Only one in all published history has had the details of His day of death preserved in such painstaking detail. Four writers whom we know about, and probably more whom we don’t know about, preserved nearly every moment of the original “Good Friday”, even noting when prophecies made centuries before were fulfilled. This note by John the Beloved caught my attention this morning: “Then the soldiers, when they had crucified Jesus, took his garments, and made four parts, to every soldier a part; and also his coat: now the coat was without seam, woven from the top throughout. They said therefore among themselves, Let us not rend it, but cast lots for it, whose it shall be: that the scripture might be fulfilled, which saith, They parted my raiment among them, and for my vesture they did cast lots. These things therefore the soldiers did.” — John 19:23-24 Jesus’ coat was too rare, too valuable to cut into parts. One of the soldiers, whomever won the game of chance, took it home. Jesus’…