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Christmas Rain And The Birth Of The Gospel
(This is a repost.) Part I A humble attempt at reconciliation, a Christmas card, remains unopened, thrown in the snow, its sentiments ignored forever…a dejected man with little strength to lift his…
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The Widow Of Despair
Forty years of anticipation Four times as much longing Still she waits for emancipation From the pain her life brings. She bears scars She’ll never show, Hides secrets She thinks no one…
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Prodigal Thoughts
[While I am working on some new pieces for my blog, I thought I would repost some of my older work from time to time. This story is one of my earliest…
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The Demotivation of Charlie Fitts – Part V
Part V: Running to Conclusions He stayed the rest of the weekend and left for school early Monday morning. Once on campus, he proceeded to the administration building and withdrew despite their protests…
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The Demotivation of Charlie Fitts- Part IV
Part IV: A Funeral Without Finality Arising the next morning he noticed the signed Bickerhoff book lying on top of his dresser. He opened it and read the inscription to his father: “To…
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The Demotivation of Charlie Fitts- Part III
Part III: A Disappointing Encounter He was awakened very late the next morning by his aunt telling him that she was going to the funeral home to make arrangements, his mother was finally…
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The Demotivation of Charlie Fitts- Part II
Part II – A Living Dog Is Better Than A Dead Lion As he returned to his room and prepared to read, his resident advisor, Tom, popped in hurriedly with an impatient and…
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The Demotivation of Charlie Fitts- Part I
(This short story that will be published in 5 parts.) Part I: A Typical Day at College (Until It Wasn’t) “Hi, what are you reading?” John asked Charlie as he entered the room.…
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Freshly Fallen Hope (Greeting Card Remix)
In the deadness of winter With your blinking thoughts Refusing to yield To anything But the wind and confusion Of disappointment and disillusion In the dreariness of what hinders With all its blinding…
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Underweight- Part IV
“Maybe we can still try to get to know him a little,” Stacey offered. “Tom, do you still have Mr. Felder’s notebook?” “What?!” Michael exclaimed in disbelief. As Tom pulled out the…