Mama Goat and Billy Goat
Faith to trust God through hardship. Mama Goat and Billy Goat Billy Goat followed Mama Goat down the road. Mama Goat looked back. “Billy Goat, follow me, and we’ll go to a big field where the grass is tall and green! To get there we have to climb the hill in front of us.” Billy Goat looked up at the steep hill. A narrow path wound back and forth, sometimes disappearing behind boulders, and sometimes disappearing altogether in its precipitous ascent. “Do you really expect me to go up there?” “Yes, I do. Follow me, and watch where I…
Bronze Man Part 2
When you give of yourself, what could be the possibilities? Bronze Man …continued from Friday, Jan. 18 “To rebuild a city, we need minds to think.” “Now you’ve gone too far, Bronze Man,” growled one. “Yeah,” groused another, “too far. If we give you our minds, you’ll control us. No way. Get out of here.” Still another sniveled, “And for this you will again promise us a new city?” “Yes. You have said it.” “You’re dangerous, Bronze Man,” one shouted. “Get away from our city.” “Who will give me their mind?” Silence fell. A shuffle in the crowd. A…
Bronze Man Part 1
When you give of yourself, what could be the possibilities? A young man, strong and lean, bronzed as from out of a fire, appeared in the city. Around him churned honking taxis, rumbling trains, grinding trucks, and huffing, sweat-drenched bodies bustling through caverns of concrete, glass, and steel. He walked to the city hall, where men and women marched up and down a hillside of steps, past pillars and heavy doors. They wore dark suits and stiff white collars that choked them. In their briefcases were documents, signatures, and stamps of power. The Bronze Man turned away. He walked through…
Cobwebs
Earthly life is fleeting. The clock tick-tock-tick-tocked on the mantle. Ralph, the slightly graying husband had just finished a fast life of making money and enjoying weekends. Now his life was a weekend. He wandered into the kitchen for another cup of coffee. With the steam still wafting up from his cup, he looked again at the mantle. Cobwebs had formed along the left side of the clock. He wondered. With the setting sun splashing across the sky, Ralph stepped out for a walk. Upon returning he saw that cobwebs covered the whole clock. Still it tick-tock-tick-tocked. He must have mixed up the clock…
