I will go

It was the drumbeat, slow, steady and heavy, vibrating up from the depths of the mountains, echoing off the stone valley walls. It bounced and thudded and hammered through the atmosphere towards the sky. A second rhythm followed, quieter but faster than the first. The pounding of a thousand pairs of feet, racing up the cleared paths on the mountain slopes. The runners faces were set like flint, eyes burning with ardor and calloused hands clenching iron brands dripping with black oil. On their foreheads was tattooed in dark ink the name of the king.

Am I Not Enough?

‘The oaken doors were heavy, engraved and stretching far above my height, the iron ringed door handles each bigger than my head. I set down my sword, shield and armor on the white marble courtyard floor. The metal and iron clattered loudly, rolling against the nearest pillar. I dropped my shredded and blood stained cloak…

The Widow of Nain

This is a short piece inspired from Luke 7:11-17. We spent some time as a DTS one week really digging into this miracle. When you really start thinking about all little details that make up even a short story in the Bible, it really comes alive. I enjoyed creating this account of what it would…

Spoken Power

“Grace is poured upon your lips, therefore God has blessed you forever.” Psalm 45:2 The young man stood at the edge of the battlefield. Sweat poured down his face, a bloody sword was gripped tightly in his right hand. A massive army was convulsively mingled with a second enormous opposing force. Their divisions were locked…

Endurance

The incline ahead was steeper than before. It was strewn with obstacles…rocks, deep ruts, and broken tree limbs. It was out of the question to keep an even pace. The young man wondered as he jogged towards the wreckage, how many others had come before him? How many had seen this path, and questioned whether…

A Desert Moment

The smooth, warm sand of the desert floor, squished beneath the girl’s calloused and hardened feet. The receding heat of an evening sun sinking down towards the flat horizon pulsated against the bare skin on the back of her arms. Her face was set towards the east. A cool breeze brushed her cheeks, chasing away…