Theology That Bites Back
Please note well: In case you were wondering, even though November is over, I will be publishing the rest of this book here, section by section. But if you can’t wait to see how it ends, you can order this book in hard copy, and the link for that is here. In addition, audio chapters …
Our local Chamber of Commerce sent out some funeral invitations that we received in the mail today, an example of which you can see posted to the right. Instead of a cheery Christmas card, or anything that might resemble a cheery Christmas card, they sent a picture of downtown Moscow, shrouded in black, and emblazoned …
“Then I saw sea-cliffs, the shore of the headlands,
Those windswept walls. Wyrd often delivers
The doughty and daring if dauntless he stands.”
Please note well: In case you were wondering, even though November is over, I will be publishing the rest of this book here, section by section. But if you can’t wait to see how it ends, you can order this book in hard copy, and the link for that is here. In addition, audio chapters …
“A woven war-short, worked with gold,
Covered my courage, encasing my heart.
A sea-dragon dragged me down to the deep bottom,
Pinned and pinioned, my point finally reached him . . .
My battle blade served me, I bested them all.
My sword-feast, their sorrow, the suffered my blows,
Dark things from the deep who would devour me happily.”
Please note well: If you order this book in hard copy, it is already shipping. Link here. In addition, audio chapters are being recorded and released on the new Canon App. Helen Swings and Misses: In their travels together, both Helen and Cody had picked up a medium-sized roller suitcase each, and had purchased, all …
“My chain mail, chosen well, was choice for that battle,
Hand-forged, hard-linked, it held up against them.”
Introduction: Now then, it is time for a little retrospective review, a little encouragement, and a little explanation of what we are all in for. November 2020 being all over now, we may therefore ...
“Dark night, deep waters, stirred the deep creatures,
Agitated and angered them, all of them wild.”
Beowulf, 25
