The Friday Muse – The Princess of Para

The frosted glass allowed the morning’s luminescence to bleed into the castle, filling the hallway with bright white light that flowed gracefully across the white marble flooring, the brownish-gray walls, and the ivory doors of the servants’ quarters. The scent of bacon and potatoes filled the wide corridor, signaling breakfast, but the silence that permeated … More The Friday Muse – The Princess of Para

Small Sacrifices

The receptionist at the front desk wore a long white lab coat, but Brittany doubted she was a doctor. Or a nurse. Or in any way related to the medical field. She carried a bit of weight in her stomach and cheeks, and she smelled like wildflower-scented soap. Her scent was much like that of … More Small Sacrifices

The Friday Muse – Jennifer Glass And The Resurrection

The sound of the hammer hitting those awful nails made Jennifer Glass sick to her stomach. Something about the way the instrument hit iron or the fact that those nails were piercing the flesh of an innocent man, sent her stomach reeling. That was awhile ago, before He was lifted to the cross. Jennifer fought … More The Friday Muse – Jennifer Glass And The Resurrection

Jaded

There was a time I knew who I was. It was very long ago, back when I was still in grade school. Back then – back in the 90’s – I could care less if people liked me. I was comfortable in my own skin, as weird as it was, and I thrived on moving … More Jaded

Distractions

Every day, it’s the same thing. Over and over and over again. Distractions. On Friday evenings, I set up my schedule for the next week. I fill out my calendar in Thunderbird, I scribble out various tasks and projects that need to get done in the following week, and then I set myself up to … More Distractions

Leaving The Mountaintop

“The praise and glorification of God doesn’t exclusively spring from deep and untroubled understanding; it is in spite of – and even because of – deep and troubled circumstance.” Joyce Rachelle I tend to cling to the mountaintops of life. I love the view, the fresh air, the feeling of being so high up above … More Leaving The Mountaintop