Part V:  Evening’s Rest and Rebirth   My thoughts are interrupted by a strange and benevolent voice. “Why are you troubled?” the physician asks tenderly. I find little courage to answer for obviously…

  Part IV:  The Gloaming Each step becomes heavier than the last.  The setting of the sun begins in earnest, seemingly outpacing my efforts to outrun it.  The wind picks up, carrying with…

Part III:  A Key Conversation   The next town is so near I can hear some commotion overtaking my own thoughts. “What’s going on here?” I manage to ask as I stumble upon…

Part II: Noonday Strivings Whatever hope I found lying alongside the road earlier today is beginning to dissipate in the heat of the noonday sun and the scorn of passersby. Though not an…

Part I:  Morning’s Choice Though my eyes found little sleep, I arose early this morning, finding a bit of optimism with the first rays of sun on my face.  The pain of my…

(This is a short story I started many years ago based on Luke 4:40.  It is meant to provide hope for those in desperate situations, even “when the sun is setting…”  It will…