Tuesday, December 19, 2006

You Are Loved

I was cruising the net when I came across this video. Being reminded that I am loved is something I don't get tired of. A week from today is Christmas day--the day we remember Jesus' birth. The day we remember that God so loved us, He gave us His Son.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

A New Frontier

Perhaps yesterday's post was confusing. No explaination or resolution, just a dark story. Not to worry, there's more to the story. I have decided to try my hand in penning fictional stories in addition to what I've been posting on this blog. The fictional writings will be posted on another blog. If you're curious enough to continue reading, the rest of the story will not be posted here, so you will have to make note. The address is philsfiction.blogspot.com.

Monday, December 11, 2006

Flash. The momentary brightness left the darkness blacker, if that were possible. Boom. The thunder sounded on the heels of the disapating flash. Rain pelted my face, driven by an angry wind. My stomach clinched as the floor left my feet. It was not long gone, coming back to smack me in the rear. Rolling onto my hands and knees, my body convulsed, my stomach trying to rid itself of what was already long gone. I felt my scream leaving my throat as I dry heaved, but I couldn't hear it above the roaring waves.

Where am I? How did I get here? Boom. I'm alone with this ocean. This ocean bent on destroying me. Spitting in my face, beating my body, stripping me of any dignity. What have I done to deserve this?

In the split second of light, I saw the ocean around me. It looked more like the rolling hills of Kentucky than the Pacific. Boom. Which way to land? I was blind and deaf, even if I had any strength left to do anything about it anyway.

Flash. My life was speeding through my mind. Boom. Staring into the maw of this watery grave, I realized this was the end. I'm dying. Black.