Black Magic Woman
“Just inside the door, was something that looked like a giant spider, but just for a moment. Andrew blinked and instead there was a beautiful woman, with a red sash and white robe, raven hair, and eyes as black as the knife in his pouch.”
Truth Veneer in a White Oak Pattern
Introduction: Evangelical Christians are nice, and so when they lie it is in the interests of keeping things nice. They therefore have a hard time comprehending those unsavory characters who ...
Just a Little One
“The longer he had been in Greenland, the more he had felt his spirits rising, and the less he feared meeting the dragon. In fact, on some mornings, he was almost looking forward to meeting the dragon. And maybe there was something here for him to fight. Maybe a little dragon for practice.”
Burning Bandages
“Andrew had not gotten much sleep because the gash in his knee was burning like the bandage was on fire.”
Letters and Then Some More Letters
Letter to the Editor: I very much appreciate your descriptions and metaphors of the different categories of evangelicals. But I’m more thankful for your clear vision and your courage to ...
A Grateful Parting from National Review
Introduction: I first subscribed to National Review when I was still in high school. This was probably around 1969, which means that I have been a dutiful subscriber for around 53 years now. I bring this up because I am about to let my subscription lapse, a reality which should come to pass any day …
Nuts and Oranges
“Her voice was a sweet contralto, and it reminded Andrew of nuts, and oranges, and a woman that he assumed was his mother.”
The Immunity That Matters
All Misery
“Not big. By the time a soul is damned, it has withered a great deal. But what is left is all misery.”