Pastor B.H. Eaton was the much loved shepherd of his flock at Normanhurst Baptist Church. Normanhurst Baptist was not a wealthy congregation but composed of a cross-section of steelworkers and other blue collar workers. The forty-two-year-old redheaded Scotsman had endeared himself to his fold, both young and old. Eaton did not limit his ministry to Sunda...
A Certain Kind of Balance Life is interesting because each one of us sees things with eyes that have a different perspective because of our point of view. This is what is wrong with our society because our perception of what is the truth is shaped by what we do, what we experience in life, those we associate with, and from those who are involved in our circ...
He could hear them coming into the church. They were talking and laughing, turning on lights and pulling out chairs; they were getting ready to be good children of God. Well, most of them were. He eyed his telephone for the hundredth time in the past three days. His hand twitched to pick it up, and he nearly did. The laughter echoed through the darkened chur...
"Are you serious?" Michelle gasped. Michelle and Agnes worked side by side that next morning. She had told her friend about James's lustful advances though her reaction was less excited. They were taking a smoke break outside the diner by the dumpster sitting on old plastic lawn chairs that were older than they were. "What?" Agnes became defensive. "I'm j...
The time of day was early morning. I had gone out for my three mile jog as I do every morning. However this morning it looked like rain. Rain is one thing but lighting is an all together other thing. To me it looked like thunder clouds building in the east and I wanted no part of that so I cut my run short. I turned back after I had reached the Valley road b...
As the plane landed, Kalen checked on each of his guest. It was imperative that they be comfortable, and not just because of his wife. He really was concerned for Gammy and Gampy. Soon, everyone exited. Kalen was greeted by betas from the Loess Falls greeted them. "Kalen, welcome home. It's about time. Everyone is gald you've come back. Now where are these...
I was doing nothing special when the conjuration began to come through from the old church of St James the Least, so I popped over to see what was going on. Sure enough, there was the pastor all dressed up in a long white robe, standing inside a pentacle and intoning the usual El + Elohim + Sabaoth + Adonay + Tetragrammaton + Saday ... And Blah Blah Fishca...
Thank You for the feedback. I'm sorry if I'm a bit slow between chapters. I'm still getting a hang of this. To my kind editor, Thank you for helping me. "We turned feces to fertilizer. So when you diss it's just food for the flowers to grow." ************************************************** Nate found it hard to focus on the road as he drove home. He w...
Bethany sat by herself in the quiet darkness of the office, trying to decide exactly what she would say when the youth pastor, Brother Joe came in. She'd thought about it a long time and although she didn't exactly have all of her ducks in a row, she certainly knew what she thought she would do. Sweat was starting to bead up on her forehead as she sat there,...
Jerry Clikeman was weird. If he wasn't behaving abnormally quiet and anti-social, he was usually making a spectacle of himself. Jerry was otherwise a typical 18 year old senior. He attended F.W. Harmony High School in Thatcher Blake, made good grades, and was in the ROTC. But when Jerry was not at school, he was something else entirely. The Clikeman family b...