The Party
Better to enjoy God than to serve him while in fact ignoring him. The steward stood beside the king in the castle tower, as they surveyed the hills and valleys of the kingdom. The king turned to him. “I still tingle at the pain and the joy of the time I saved my people from the invader who would have enslaved them. The one thing I have yet to do is celebrate.” The steward nodded. “Celebration, a very good thing.” They walked down to the castle grounds, where the king paced the manicured lawn. “Steward, my victory calls for…
The Knobby Spruce
However bad we may feel about ourselves, we are special to God and have a special place. Along the forested shores of the Great Lakes stand vast tracts of spruce and birch. Every few years swarms of insects hatch, fly around a while, then bore holes through tree bark to lay their eggs for the next generation. They like spruce trees best. And they all go to the same tree. One spruce formed her branches in almost a perfect cone. She stood so proud of her shapely green shades. The other trees were envious, and that made the spruce…
The God Store
You can’t keep God in a box. Half way down Main Street was an old, famous store, a community landmark for as long as anyone could remember. A white marble colonnade adorned the front, and inside were the most amazing goods for sale. It was The God Store. Almost everyone had been to the God Store and bought something at one time or other. Satisfied customers only bought once. If they went back it was just to show their friends or to browse and see what was new. Other customers, never satisfied, went back again and again to buy…
The Falcon and His Catch
The greedy will be overtaken by their greed. The Falcon and… A falcon circled the cloudless sky. Far below a mouse sat in a meadow, nibbling on seeds. The falcon circled lower. The mouse nibbled. The falcon hovered. And in a blur of feathers, the falcon streaked to the earth. He spread his wings and thrust his feet to pierce sharp talons into the unsuspecting mouse. The mouse gaped at the belly and great flapping wings of its captor. “P-P-Please, falcon,” the mouse squeaked. “L-L-Let me go and I will find you all the seeds you’ll ever need.” “I…
The Eagle and the Sun
The Eagle and the Sun Our striving and God’s grace. The golden eagle circled the sky above the treetops and along a mountainside. Fog drifted lazily down the valley below him, obscuring any small, four legged meals that might be his. But his eyes were not fixed below him. He was looking up, and all he could see was a great, thick mass of clouds that blocked the sun. He had to see the sun. Climbing higher, he flew into a tuft of cloud, then a wisp and another tuft. But above him hung a gray mass. He caught…
