The Shapers

Last night I dreamed the Shapers came around again. They dropped by the cottage as we were sitting down to dinner. I invited them in. Jesus and I laughed about the first time I gave my life to him down deep inside a sleeping bag trying to make the tears come while my mocking friend…

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Peace on Earth – Rumors of Peace in the News

​If one reads the news, it seems the world is only filled with violence and conflict. But though it rarely makes the front page, peace is breaking through in large and small ways. Here are the rumors of peace for this week:  Cyprus leaders create historic opportunity for peace Tanks do not create peace Neighbors turn…

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I will go back to the place tomorrow. My feet will walk where his did that night last week. I stepped out to get some groceries and knew something was up when I saw the roads blocked, the darkness lit up by the flashing lights of 20 police cars. I passed the groups of people…

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Slaughterhouse

On a hill in the distance a building stands, a tribute to strength, power and brutal force. The setting sun gleams off of its bright gilded walls, making it into a tiny thing of beauty like a trinket to be worn. Suddenly, it swells. Its walls quiver and become bloated, choking the one around whose…

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Silent Watcher

I search the heavens for a twinkling star and find one, only it is not a star; It is an Air Force jet screaming through the night, shattering Nature’s peaceful slumber. I search the forest for sparkling eyes and find some, only they are not eyes; They are the headlights of a rumbling tank, breaking…

Hero For A Moment

He was a hero for a moment until the bullet cut him down. When his body hit the earth it made a dull, smacking sound. Medals mean nothing to a coffin in the ground. Gone are the parades, the golden fanfare, A father’s proud hug, a mother’s ruffling of hair, because far, far away in…

Man in Chains

I am a man in chains, my birth into a nation my jail, for its boundaries are invisible walls between me and another nation’s hell. Is there not some place, an island in the sea, where a man is born with no national ties, where he is truly free? I’d sail away, far, far away,…