May the Odds Always Be in Your Favor

Judges chapters 6 through 8 relate the story of Gideon. Gideon was a member of the tribe of Manasseh, and at the moment, things were not going well for either him or his tribe. The Midianites regularly raided the area and stole the crops. To try to keep that from happening to him, he was down in a winepress threshing his grain, hoping not to be noticed. Suddenly, the angel of Yahweh appeared to him and announced that he was going to rescue his people from their oppressor. Gideon was reluctant both to be chosen for this, as well as doubting that it would work anyhow.

First he questioned the angel’s credentials—in essence asking for some identification, as well as questioning the justice and goodness of God: if he cares about us and is so good to us, then why is everything so miserable now? And how do I know you’re really an angel? So, the angel performed a minor miracle of making Gideon’s offering to God vanish in fire and smoke. Encouraged, he obeyed the initial instruction to tear down his father’s altar to Baal and built one for Yaweh instead.

Surviving the opprobrium of his neighbors, he then was reluctant to gather an army for God, but, after another couple of tests to find out if he was really hearing God or maybe it was just his wishful thinking getting away from him, he managed to gather a sizeable army, only to have God tell him, “that’s too many soldiers; whittle them down.”

Finally, after more than 22,000 had left, and after a test that involved drinking water, Gideon was left with but 300 men to fight against a Midianite army numbering in the tens of thousands. Following God’s order to smash jars, blow horns and wave torches in the middle of the night, the Midianites panicked, attacked each other, and ran off. Gideon gathered more men and pursued them, gaining ultimate victory over the enemies of his people.

It is not easy to do what God wants us to do. It is not easy to believe that he is actually there, or that the task he has asked of us is even possible. Often, it seems beyond possible and the thought invades our heads that we really aren’t up to the task. The longer we tread along, especially if the going is hard and not much good is happening, that we start to wonder if we maybe misunderstood what God wanted or maybe never even heard from God at all.

That’s quite normal. Doubting, second guessing yourself. That’s kind of par for the course if you’re human. So. You wonder if you’ve screwed up or misunderstood what God wanted you to do? Be like Gideon. Ask God for some reassurance. Tell him you’re tired of waiting. Let him know you’re not feeling confident. God never berates Gideon for his doubts, after all. In fact, he helps alleviate them. So God’s not likely to attack you for your questions or leave you floundering for ever, either.

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Christmas Yet to Come

Forty-four years ago this Christmas three men became the first human beings to travel to the moon. The astronauts of Apollo 8—James Lovell, Frank Borman, and Bill Anders—did not land on the moon: they merely orbited it ten times. But they were the first people to ever leave Earth orbit, the first people to see the Earth as a full sphere hanging in the blackness, the first to watch the Earth rise above the moon, and the first to find themselves completely cut off from the rest of the human race on the back side of the moon, unable to see the Earth, and unable to receive or send any radio communications. They were also the first human beings to celebrate Christmas in space. On Christmas Eve, 1968, they did a live television broadcast from orbit, reading the first ten verses of Genesis.

Apollo 8 was launched on the morning of December 21, 1968. It entered lunar orbit at 4:59 AM Eastern Time on Christmas Eve and left lunar orbit at 1:10 AM Christmas morning. It splashed down into the Pacific Ocean on the morning of December 27, 1968.

Since then, just a few others made the voyage to our nearest neighbor, some landing, some, like the astronauts of Apollo 8, merely circling the moon. And once again, as they have for over ten years, a few people will celebrate their Christmas holiday in orbit above the Earth aboard the International Space Station.

As time passes, ever more human beings will be celebrating their holidays further from home than any soldier or sailor ever has. The human race is gradually leaking from Earth and taking up permanent residence elsewhere. By the end of the twenty-first century, human beings will likely be vacationing on the moon, mining asteroids, and colonizing Mars, while casting longing eyes to destinations further away. Of course, if NASA scientist Harold White’s experiments on warp drive pan out, then we may by reaching out and touching those further destinations.

Christmas future is difficult to predict with any degree of certainty. No one can predict when the first colony on Mars will be established, and no one can predict when you’ll be able to buy a tour package to Tranquility Base. What is certain, however, is that Christmas will continue to be celebrated, much as it is today, wherever human beings wind up taking themselves. Gifts will be exchanged and carols will be sung. We’ll pretend not to cry while we watch Miracle on 34th Street and It’s a Wonderful Life. We’ll read A Christmas Carol and Twas the Night Before Christmas to our children. We’ll dream of white Christmases and snuggle beneath the mistletoe. And Christians will still celebrate the birth of Jesus and complain about how commercialized Christmas has become and worry about losing the true meaning of the holiday while recapturing it every season. In our concern for capturing the reason for the season, we’ll keep on forgetting that the holiday isn’t even spoken of in the Bible in the first place— and that the story of Jesus’ birth is mentioned in but two of the four gospels. Only Jewish holidays got any ink in the Bible. Of course, Hanukkah doesn’t get mentioned in the Hebrew Bible, either and yet it continues to be celebrated by Jewish people every year. The only place in the Bible it gets mentioned is in the New Testament, in the Gospel of John.

Meanwhile, as the future becomes experience and then history, we’ll find ourselves with yet more war, more disaster, and more financial downturns. Likewise, there will be periods of peace and prosperity. Diseases will be cured. New movies will be made, new songs written, new books published. People will marry, children will be born. There will be no shortage of tragedy and no shortage of triumph. Sometimes our favorite sports team will win the playoffs. Sometimes our favorite sports team will lose—but there will always be next year!

Our memories will be filled with good times and bad, though if we keep our perspective and pay attention to what we too easily take for granted, we’ll realize as always, that there are far more good times than bad. Christmas yet to come will closely resemble Christmas present and Christmas past, but for the increase in wrinkles and gray hair, the changing fashions and new bits of technology, and ever more memories of what has gone before.

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Timewinder Comes to the Kindle

Last night I published a short story, Timewinder, on the Amazon Kindle. It is the first of what will be several of my scribblings–both short stories and novels–to appear as ebooks. The price for the short story will be $2.99, though if you’re an Amazon Prime member you will be able to borrow it for free for a month. Timewinder is a Christmas themed story, which is part of the reason I wanted to get it up as soon as I could at the beginning of December. What’s it about? To put it into just a couple of sentences: What happens when the editor of the New York Sun meets the Timewinder, also known as Santa Claus, one bright day in 1897? And how does it affect a little girl named Virginia?

This short story was original published in Vision Science Fiction #16 in 1993. It was the first piece of writing I was actually ever paid for. Vision Science Fiction was a small press magazine and long ago ceased publication. As I recall, I was paid eight dollars for the story. I put the story up on this blog for a few days, but now that it is going on the Kindle, Amazon’s rules state that they get it exclusively for the next ninety days. Thus, I have deleted the story from the earlier post, but for the opening paragraph as a teaser.


Timewinder is now available as an ebook from Amazon.

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Christmas is Meaningless

Many years ago I received a Christmas card from a friend of mine. When I pulled it from its envelope and looked at the front, I saw a simple drawing of a Christmas tree and the surprising words, “Christmas is Meaningless.” I opened the card and found additional words: “Without Easter.”

The card is correct. Although we rightly celebrate Christmas, the December holiday is not the central focus of Christianity. Instead, it is the resurrection of Jesus three days after his crucifixion that gave birth to the religion and gives significance to Jesus’ nativity. Even the New Testament does not focus much on Jesus’ birth.

Of the four gospel accounts of Jesus’ life, only two of them mention his birth in Bethlehem. The two accounts emphasize different things. Matthew’s Gospel gives us Joseph’s reaction to Mary’s pregnancy. Until God intervened with an explanation, he had been planning on breaking off their engagement, certain that she had been unfaithful.

Matthew also gives us the story of the Magi from the east who, led by a star, first approached Herod, the non-Israelite king of Judea, put on his throne by the first Roman Emperor Augustus Caesar. They asked to see the newborn king. Since Herod’s wives had not recently given birth, he was both puzzled and concerned, since he knew he wasn’t really the legitimate king of Israel. Speaking to his advisors, he learned that the true king of Israel would be born in Bethlehem, David’s hometown. David’s descendants were the only legitimate royalty in the land.

Sending the Magi to Bethlehem, Herod made them promise to let him know about where this baby might be. His plans were, of course, to kill the infant and thus prevent a possible coup against him or his descendants.

The Magi brought three gifts to Jesus: gold, frankincense and myrrh. Tradition tells us that there were three Magi and even gives us their names. But the New Testament does not have that information within it. In contrast to all the Nativity scenes you’ll see this Christmas, the story as told in the New Testament indicates that the Magi did not appear the night of Jesus’ birth. Instead, the Magi appeared days later, finding him in a house rather than a stable.

The Magi did not report back to Herod and Jesus’ parents quickly fled to Egypt with their newborn son. Herod, not knowing that Jesus had been moved to Egypt, ordered the murder of all the boys in Bethlehem who were two years of age or younger, hoping to get his target in a general sweep. Bethlehem was a small village, so the number of children slaughtered by Herod was probably relatively few.

Despite our current dating system, set in place by a bishop who had made his best efforts (with little hard data to go on) to figure out when Jesus had been born, we do not in fact know the year of Jesus’ birth. This is not particularly strange. We know the birth dates of hardly any other ancient historical figures. What can be said for certain about Jesus’ birth date is that it had to be before 4 BC, since that is the year that Herod died.

If you visit a planetarium in December, you’ll doubtless be entertained by a presentation on the “Star of Bethlehem” where attempts will be made to link what the Magi saw to various possible astronomical events, ranging from a supernova to the conjunction of various planets. Unfortunately, we have no way of knowing what it was that the Magi saw. Probably it was something of interest to ancient Mesopotamian astrologers such as the Magi (most likely they were Zoroastrian priests)–and thus perhaps not interesting or notable for anyone else.

The other New Testament account of Jesus’ birth appears in the early chapters of Luke’s gospel. There, the story focuses on Mary’s reaction to the news that she will give birth to the Messiah. It is from Luke that we hear of “no room in the inn,” the manger, the swaddling clothes, and the shepherds who were directed by angels to see the infant.

While only Matthew and Luke tell us about Jesus’ birth, the resurrection of Jesus is announced in all four of the Gospel narratives and repeatedly throughout the rest of the New Testament: in the recorded sermons given by various apostles in the book of Acts, and in the letters from Paul, Peter, John and others. There are no sermons about Jesus’ birth, no theological reflections on Mary’s virginity. But Jesus’ death and resurrection form the core of the Christian message.

In fact, in the first of the letters Paul wrote to a congregation in the Greek city of Corinth, he explains that, “If there is no resurrection of the dead, then not even Christ has been raised. And if Christ has not been raised, our preaching is useless and so is your faith. More than that, we are then found to be false witnesses about God, for we have testified about God that he raised Christ from the dead. But he did not raise him if in fact the dead are not raised. For if the dead are not raised, then Christ has not been raised either. And if Christ has not been raised, your faith is futile; you are still in your sins. Then those also who have fallen asleep in Christ are lost. If only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are to be pitied more than all men.” (1 Corinthians 15:13-19).

Therefore, Christians celebrate Christmas each year only because they know that Easter is coming.

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When You Don’t Know How to Fix It

Years ago I heard a youth pastor, in the middle of something else he was talking about, comment, “the books of Chronicles don’t have anything interesting in them.” The man was an idiot. Obviously he had never actually read the books of Chronicles. Admittedly, the first nine chapters of 1 Chronicles are a snooze fest: a bunch of genealogical lists. But even the boring sections have a use (see my post, The Boring Stuff). But there are plenty of good stories after that, including a section that has been a comfort to me time and time again. I learned of it from reading about Dietrich Bonhoeffer. His favorite verse was the second half of 2 Chronicles 20:12: “We do not know what to do, but our eyes are on you.” That sentence occurs at the end of a prayer that Jehoshaphat, the king of Judah, offered to God. A vast army was coming against Judah from Edom and Moab. He admits to God that “…we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us”: the first half of 2 Chronicles 20:12.

It is a common occurrence in life to face vast armies: our problems, whatever they may be. It is also common to have no clue what to do about them. Sometimes, as in Jehoshaphat’s case, God gives a solution that we like. The armies that attacked Judah fought among themselves and never attacked, leaving behind enormous spoils for Judah to plunder. In contrast, Bonhoeffer faced his own death—the ultimate crisis that every last one of us must face—and there was no escaping from it. Some of the vast armies facing us are like that, unfortunately.

In both cases, however, we can still look to God and know that he will be with us as we experience whatever outcome he has chosen for us. We can have confidence that he will see us through, and understand that even if we don’t like what happens to us, God is still with us and still dependable.

Not long before he was arrested, convicted, and executed, Jesus told his disciples “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” (John 14:27) Sometimes people give us encouragement in the middle of our bad times and we think “easy for you to say.” But given Jesus’ context, knowing what he was about to face, his words carry added force. They were not easy, they were not cliché, and they were not flippant. He believed them even though he faced the ultimate crisis.

Earlier in his life, Jesus told an audience, “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes?” (Matthew 6:25)

It is hard to believe words like that if we’re facing the loss of our jobs, income, or house, because we wonder how we can live at all without those things. It seems impossible, facing a vast army, to feel that peace Jesus talked about.

But look back at Jehoshaphat again. In 2 Chronicles 20:2 he is informed about the crisis. His reaction, according to the very next verse, is “alarm.” Hardly seems like he felt any peace. But wait, what did he do in his alarm? He “resolved to inquire of the Lord, and he proclaimed a fast for all Judah.” He immediately thought to turn to God. And he didn’t face the problem by himself. Verse four goes on to say that “The people of Judah came together to seek help from the Lord; indeed, they came from every town in Judah to seek him.”

Too often in the middle of a crisis our first instinct is to isolate ourselves, or to pretend to those around us that “everything is fine” even when it most assuredly is not. Instead, when the bad times roll, we need to run to Jesus, and we need to seek out our friends and family. Some comfort in dark times comes from simply being with other people. And sometimes, those other people may come up with solutions that we, in the middle of the crisis, can’t see.

The vast army facing us may fade away. Or it may not. In either case, it is easier to endure it with our eyes on God, surrounded by those who love us.

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Naked Prophet

Doing what God wants might be weird sometimes.

During the year that the city of Ashdod fell to the Assyrians, God told the ancient Hebrew prophet Isaiah to do something, well…odd. He told him to take off the sackcloth he had been wearing—signifying mourning—and to go about with no clothing on at all.

For three years.

After those three years of being naked, God then had him announce to the people: “Just as my servant Isaiah has gone stripped and barefoot for three years, as a sign and portent against Egypt and Cush, so the king of Assyria will lead away stripped and barefoot the Egyptian captives and Cushite exiles, young and old, with buttocks bared—to Egypt’s shame. Those who trusted in Cush and boasted in Egypt will be afraid and put to shame. In that day the people who live on this coast will say, ‘See what has happened to those we relied on, those we fled to for help and deliverance from the king of Assyria! How then can we escape?’” (Isaiah 20:3-6)

When God asks me to do something, he usually doesn’t explain it to the neighbors. And there’s no guarantee that when you tell the neighbors, “I’m doing what I believe God wants me to do,” that they will believe you or agree with you. Chances are, Isaiah’s neighbors and friends frequently asked him about his behavior and probably told him, “get some clothes on, man.” They probably gossiped about him, and wondered, “Do you suppose old Isaiah’s finally gone, you know, bonkers?” And yet, despite the peculiarity of God’s request, and despite the reactions of those around him, Isaiah was faithful to the vision he had from God.

Thankfully God’s never asked me to do anything quite so strange as poor Isaiah. Though I suppose becoming a writer comes close.

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Wounded – Guest Blog by Valerie Richardson

On her website today Sarah A. Hoyt asked the following:

Also, lest I forget, Valerie Richardson, wife of my friend and colleague Pat Richardson, wishes to guest blog some places to promote her book, Wounded. It is a Christian, non-fic, inspirational book, and I know some of – many of? – you have Christian/spiritual blogs, or blogs with a Christian/spiritual bend. If you wish to host Val, please ping her at healedpublishing@gmail.com

So I emailed Valerie and let her know she could promote her book in a guest blog here. She accepted the invitation. Here’s what she says about herself:

Valerie Richardson is a Christ-follower from Kansas. She’s a wife, mother of 4 adult children and grandmother of 2 with hopes for more. She’s spent 14 years of her life as an educational Interpreter for the Deaf until God made it clear she needed to quit her job to start writing. Since then she’s spent her days working with students with severe disabilities and her evenings working on this book and the start of the next one. She loves to lead in youth camps in both her local and state Southern Baptist Convention, as well as working with students in her local congregation. On occasion she also likes to fashion herself a singer with a local praise and worship band where she lives. It’s her intention to serve God, her family and her church until He shuts her down.

And here is her guest blog:

Wounded

Hi! The majority of you won’t know me but my name is Valerie Richardson and I wrote a book (my first) called “Wounded”. I wrote it, because I believe God called me to write it. Now I’m not some off the wall, crazy Jesus-Freak (well not yet anyway, it’s my desire to surrender it all to Him in a way that can only be called “out-there” and God is working with me on it…through the next book, but I digress). I’m a Christ-Follower, wife, mother, grandmother, youth leader, camp director, former Educational Interpreter for the Deaf who is now working with children with severe disabilities and in my spare time loves to sing with a local praise band. Yep, that’s right, just your average, everyday Jane. I’m not a counselor or great theologian, I’m just a girl/woman whom God brought through the fire so I could not only share the story God wrote in my life but the story others have shared with me over the years.

It’s a story about wounds, wounds dealt by other Christians and the church. God really spoke to me in a powerful way through the healing power of His word in scripture and through great pastors. When this journey began for me in April 2012 I was scared. God told me clearly I was supposed to leave my job of 14 years, the career I’d sacrificed so much for, and write. His handwriting was on the wall throughout the whole process and on more than one occasion I felt like Daniel in Babylon seeing God write the next step of the plan clearly in front of me or like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego as they stood before the fiery furnace, would I stand on this no matter what everyone else said? I stepped out on faith and followed. It’s been rough, the writing came easy, but everything else has been tough. Our finances, our family, our jobs, our health have all run into problems (you know that Satan guy loves to get us off track) but I can see God holding my hand, every step I’ve taken. I’m ready.

So here I am, and I’m telling you this story. Why?

Because the healing God has done in me can be done for you.

I was speaking at a Women’s Retreat recently and I asked the ladies there if any of them had ever been hurt by the church or by other Christians? Every person in the room raised their hands, including the woman leading the worship and those organizing and running the event. Every last person in that room had a hand in the air. Wounds dealt by other Christians are so prevalent most everyone has been touched by it, God knew it and Jesus dealt directly with it. If you read all of Matthew Chapter 18 you can see clearly the whole chapter deals directly with Christian discord. It starts out with the disciples arguing about who’s most important and Jesus deals with it directly through not only parables, but direct instruction on how to deal with problems among other Christians. The problem is we don’t follow His instructions. We do what feels natural for us to do. For lack of a better word, we sin. We sin in our hurt and our anger, thus perpetuating the sin, continuing the cycle of pain, often wounding others and building a wall between us and Christ. This wall, until it’s dealt with biblically, becomes the stepping stones for dissention in the church. When dissention happens, the ministry of the church is hampered, many times leading to splits which damage the reputation of the church and Christians in general for a long, long time. No matter how much we want to tell ourselves our actions or reactions aren’t hurting others, it’s not true. Everything we do for the good or the bad has an effect on the Body of Christ. We’re a family, no matter our denomination but especially in our local body of believers. We all need each other, we all matter, it’s important we deal with things before they get out of hand.

Wounding one another was never God’s intention. God’s intention was for the church to be a place of love and healing, but since it’s made up of fallen people things happen. It’s time to change the way we do things. It’s time to step out of our comfort zone and follow the bible. That’s what this book is about and it starts with my story. Here’s a small piece of it in an excerpt taken from the book.

“It was another long invitation. No one was coming forward so the pastor stepped down from the pulpit as he always did. I’m sure he was talking but I don’t remember what he said until he bent his head to pray. What he prayed is forever burned into my memory, because it was the turning point. I believed at the time, the pastor knew what was happening between me and the young man who was abusing me. I don’t know why I felt that way exactly; I guess as a kid I thought he had super powers or something. But what he said that morning confirmed in my soul the abuse I was suffering was my fault and he knew how bad I was. You have to remember I didn’t see it as abuse, I saw it as sin. I thought I had a dark stain all over me and it was my fault. It was the moment I believed God could no longer love me and He had abandoned me.

So the pastor stepped down from the pulpit and began by praying not to God but directly to Satan. He prayed and asked Satan to take several of the people in the congregation away. He called out the list name by name saying we had been sent by Satan to destroy the church. Among them were an older couple, members of the church for many, many years, who immediately stood up and left, a few other people of whom I don’t recall specifically because I was too busy watching this older couple I cared for walk out of the church. Somewhere in the mix, he called out two other names, my mother’s name and mine, and in that moment left me (in a spiritual sense) mortally wounded. Yes it was a 12 year-old girl and the mother she adored the pastor prayed for Satan to take away.”

There’s much more to this story both at the beginning and the end, I survived. God brought me through it, but not without deep wounds which I carried for many, many years. These wounds and many others I’d suffered since that time have left me scarred and my relationship with Christ suffered for it. It suffered because I didn’t deal with it biblically. I didn’t know how to, no one had ever told me. Not that I hadn’t heard through the many years I been in church about how to deal with church discipline, I had. But in all the years I had been in church I had never, ever seen anyone practice it. I’d seen church splits. I’d seen church ministries broken. I’d seen churches with long, full histories close their doors. I’d seen people, even in my own family, walk away from God and the church, never to darken the door of again. I’ve seen Satan run rampant through the lives of wounded Christians causing anger, hard-heartedness, cold countenance and dead spiritual lives because they refuse to deal with it.

What would happen if we not only believed God’s word fully, but lived it?

What would happen if we followed Jesus’ prescription for the hurting, wounded soul?

What would happen if we humbled ourselves before Him and the church, putting away our plastic exteriors and getting real with our sin and our need of a Savior?

What would happen if we reached out to our brothers and sisters in Christ telling them we’re sorry we’ve hurt them and seek to restore the relationship?

Could it be the prescription for the beginning of the healing of the Body of Christ, the church?

The thing is, it’s not just my story. There are many others. Other people who have shared their wounds and their stories have been told in one way or another in the book. But God has also shown me through His word and I’ve shared in this book, how we are supposed to deal with it. Not only how we need to heal the old wounds but how we can prevent others.

It’s my desire to see dead, lifeless churches come back to life through the resurrection power of Christ. The only way that will happen is if His people will humble themselves and pray.

It’s time…are you ready?

If you’re stuck in your wounds and needing help along the way or wonder what in the world I’m talking about pick up the book at Amazon for Kindle at…

http://www.amazon.com/Wounded-ebook/dp/B00A1DCVD0/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1351994062&sr=1-3

or if you would like a paper copy

https://www.createspace.com/4054132

or

http://www.amazon.com/Wounded-1-Valerie-R-Richardson/dp/1480280283/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1353071508&sr=1-1&keywords=wounded+valerie

We’re still working on the version for Nook with Barnes and Noble.

You can follow me on Twitter https://twitter.com/vrrichardson

Or hook up with me on Facebook at Valerie Morgan Richardson

I pray God will continue the good work He’s already started in you.

In Christ,

Valerie R. Richardson

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Shades of Darkling Nights and Other Colorful Metaphors

What follows is the first few paragraphs of another of my short stories, published long ago in a small press magazine that no longer exists. Like the magazine that published Timewinder, my first story for which I actually received payment, this publication also disappeared not long after my story appeared upon its pages. And I don’t think, despite the evidence of a pattern, that my story had anything to do with this magazine’s demise, either. I’m putting this short story, and the previously mentioned Timewinder up on Amazon for the Kindle. This is what the covers will look like, I think (unless I change my mind):

Shades of Darkling Nights and Other Colorful Metaphors

Timewinder

Concept cover art for the Kindle ebook.

I’m hoping to put them up on Amazon within the next couple of weeks. This is my first foray into “indie publishing.” I was encouraged to take this route by Sarah A. Hoyt, an award winning science fiction author. Her next book is appearing in December, from Baen: Darkship Renegades. It is the sequel to her book, Darkship Thieves which won the Prometheus Award last year. She’s in the process of putting up several of her works as ebooks (do a search on her name on Amazon; thus far, it’s mostly short stories. Occasionally she’ll offer one for free); as she points out, your otherwise unpublished stuff isn’t making money sitting in a drawer. Why not put it out there; you might make a little bit. And if you’re lucky, you might make a lot. In either case, its free, you’ll make more than the nothing you’re making now, so why not?

After these two short stories go up, I’m planning to turn several of my other thus otherwise unpublished novels into ebooks on Amazon (and other platforms) over the next year or so. I’ve got help coming on future cover designs, though these two I put together myself (using GIMP and bits from multiple public domain pictures that I combined and altered).

So let me know what you think of my attempts at the covers for Shades of Darkling Nights and Other Colorful Metaphors and Timewinder.

And finally, the beginning of the story:

Shades of Darkling Nights and Other Colorful Metaphors

Maurice Bolder was just the sort of man to start imagining things. His parents, his teachers, his wife, his children, his editor, his analyst—all were in absolute agreement on this singular and important point.

Therefore, when he announced one day that a tiny monster had appeared in the window air conditioner of his study, no one felt the least bit surprised.

“Another short story you’re writing?” his wife asked.

“Sounds dumb,” exclaimed his twelve-and-a-half-year-old son, his face glued to a blaring television.

That would teach him to get into the super glue.

“How can you have a little monster?” asked his seventeen-year-old daughter, who was convinced she knew everything—and perhaps very nearly did. Her high-school counselor had informed them her IQ was just over 200. “Isn’t ‘little monster’ an oxymoron?” She was busy turning the lights on one by one in the living room.

Not an easy task for such a homely girl.

Maurice shrugged. “He’s a very small, exceptionally ugly person— about six inches tall. What else would I call such an ugly thing but a monster?”

His over-brained daughter smiled condescendingly. “Call him a demon, or an imp, or one of the wee people.

But monster just doesn’t work for something so small; monster means big!”

He shrugged again. “Perhaps you’re right—”

“Of course I’m right.” She glanced at her mother who smiled approvingly.

“Why don’t you go back and finish your story,” said his wife. You know the car insurance is coming due this month.. .”

Maurice just smiled calmly and went back to his study….

Read the rest when it appears on Amazon for the Kindle.

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Freedom

Jesus wants to make us free. We are free from condemnation, free from having to worry, free from our guilt. God has given us the righteousness of Jesus: “God has made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” (2 Corinthians 5:21)

It is a radical notion, to realize that our sin has been taken and given to Jesus, and the righteousness of Jesus has been taken and given to us. It’s as if we have switched places. He stands condemned, we stand free and secure. It is inherently unfair. He’s getting punished for something we did. And yet he’s happy to do it, enslaving himself to set us free forever.

In order to live, we must eat. That means, something else must die, weather it is a vegetable if we are vegetarians, or the animal that becomes our sandwich, something has died to keep us alive. All life functions this way: it lives off death, it survives because something else does not.

Jesus’ died to give us his spiritual life; he died in our place, so that we could live. He became a slave, so we could be free.

Romans 8:1-3, 2 Corinthians 5:17-21

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The Last Book of the Bible is Not Hard to Understand

The book of Revelation is not really a mystery, despite the fact that it is often misunderstood and wildly misinterpreted by modern readers who fail to comprehend its setting and don’t understand its genre. Their confusion is akin to that of someone who goes to watch the horror movie, The Night of the Living Dead and then tries to interpret it as a romantic comedy. Revelation is an apocalypse, a form of literature created to encourage those facing persecution, who lived in an oppressed, controlled society. It has, over the years, comforted Christians enslaved by Romans, hunted by Nazis, or put in the Gulags by Communists.

For the original readers, they recognized it as a message of hope, that the Romans who then controlled the world (at the time the book was written), who attacked and denigrated the Christian faith, and who fed Christians to lions and worse, would ultimately be overthrown. The oppressor’s whip would be broken, the bars of the prison would shatter, and the kingdom of tyranny would be transformed into the kingdom of God.

And of course, that’s what happened. The Roman Empire that had persecuted Christians and killed them, ultimately transformed itself and converted to become Christian itself. From a persecuted minority, the Christian faith became the religion of the greatest Empire the world had ever known to that time. The evil empire had been destroyed, not be force of arms, as many might have imagined—but through the preaching of the Gospel. And its destruction was not physical, but spiritual: the enemy was overcome when he was transformed into a friend.

The book of Revelation does not predict the future (from our perspective today); instead, it now presents the story of what happened in our past. In that regard, it is no different than much of the other prophesy in the Bible. When Jeremiah or Isaiah predicted the conquest of Judah by the Babylonians, it was in their future. For us today, we read their prophesies as history. It should not surprise us that the book of Revelation is the same sort of thing–no different than the other prophesies of the Bible.

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