The killing had been quick and easy. Too easy. Abel had suspected nothing and offered no resistance. In a moment the light had gone out of his brother’s eyes, “like one of his sacrificial lambs,” Cain thought, but immediately he dismissed it from his mind. He had just finished washing his hands. The dirt from […]
There was a time when no one would would have to ask. You would be the first one in the prayer line. “Yes, me! I want to be healed!” That was eighty-five prayer lines, seven healing conferences, and two-thousand-hands-laid-on-you ago.
Cain loved the smell of the earth. His father and mother said it was cursed. “Farming was a lot easier back in the day,” his father would say, with that faraway look in his eyes. He said God had given them the job of working the earth, and Cain enjoyed the challenge of coaxing life […]
I’m writing about physical illness, but really this applies to any kind of prolonged suffering, any kind of anguished waiting that seems to never end. Days of pain, years of waiting, takes its toll. You just get sick of being sick. But as long as you’re breathing, as long as God still lives, don’t give […]
“The serpent deceived me,” the woman said, hoping to mitigate what she was about to say next. “That’s why I ate it.” She was relieved when God turned his attention to the serpent.