Time has passed, as time tends to do, and once again I find myself looking back and asking, "Has Family Camp really come and gone again?" And the answer doesn't change. It came, and it is gone. Days don't pass any slower because they have been anticipated for an entire year. I'm actually kinda glad … Continue reading It’s that Time Again!
"It's like he doesn't have time for us anymore," Nate complained as he slumped against the wall. "He doesn't, that's plain and simple," Max replied as he opened a plastic case and pulled out two thin metal tools. "Between West-Mec and concurrent enrollment, he's never been so busy in all his life." "Come on, it's … Continue reading Inside Job
It was Wednesday night after our Equip Bible study. My younger brother Micah and I were driving home in "Ol' Betsy," singing Les Misérables songs at the top of our voices (you can do that in my truck since nobody else can hear you.) We were in the middle of Empty Chairs at Empty Tables. The light … Continue reading Borrowed Time
This Saturday something happened. Something possibly frightening. Something possibly exciting. In other words, my seventeenth birthday. Frightening because I suddenly and shockingly realized that I am almost going to join the world of adults, and that can be frightening. Exciting because...well, see above and substitute the word Frightening with Exciting. Anyhow, on that night we decided that … Continue reading Happy Birthday to Me…and Anna
"6,150 words," I sighed, looking at progress chart. "Well, I guess we can be grateful that we've got as much as we have, can't we Max?" There was no reply. "Max?" I said again, spinning about. The command room was empty. I rose hastily and hurried to the hall. It too was empty. I heard … Continue reading Victory! (Word Wars)
"What is the problem?" I asked, looking sternly over the assembled Mission HQ officers. "Why has our levels dropped off so drastically?" No one spoke. Max looked exhausted from his long hours in the office. Nate was drenched in sweat. Allen had a new scar over his left eye and was covered in dirt. Levi, … Continue reading Re-inspire (Word Wars)
Monday. 1100 hours. July 30th. AD 2,018. Arch nemesis/competing authors Malachi Cyr and Paul Willis come to a showdown near the locality of Mayer. This was a one-on-one competition between two literary titans. On the sidelines to witness the clash were four other authors, Kate, Maggie, Micah, and Anna. For a day, they too were … Continue reading Face to Face (Word Wars)