Horror stories have a unique aspect of first distancing ourselves from the characters (or at least the monsters). We see the atrocities they commit, and we recoil in horror. But then we’re hit from an unexpected angle: the humanity of the monsters, and how close they come to our own sins.
Addison took his sip, closing his eyes as if he were engaged in the most solemn and pious prayer. Rob imagined he was so enveloped by the voluptuous sweetness of the flavor that the world was drowned out. But before Rob could taste, Addison opened his eyes and spoke…
“I thought that your story ‘Courtship and the Male Ego’ was sad. Well written, but sad. Why do I hear about courtships several times over? What is the line between courting and dating? Is this dating with the name courtship slapped on to it?”
Franz Josef Haydn is revered as one of the most remarkable music geniuses of his time, but it is not merely his compositions we ought to admire; it is, indeed, the composer himself.
Christianity is a journey–a constant growth in love, maturity, and understanding. We need to remember that the children are involved in this journey as much as the adults, and we should be working with them each step of the way.
The sun was beating down on me, and the wind was strong but warm. The beauty and goodness of the Lord was all around me. I could not escape it, nor did I wish to.
I’d successfully avoided it for several years, but on Labor Day, poison ivy caught up with me. As a result, I’ve spent most of this weekend in the house, legs covered in gauze bandages, staring out of the windows. It’s been a thrilling time.
Most bands fail to shine on sophomore releases, but A Rush of Blood to the Head, Coldhead’s second release, is a bull’s-eye for the British quartet.
Every once in a while, Hollywood surprises you and brings forth a gem from its hidden depths. And when a director starts hammering out these gems one after another, you sit up and take notice.
I dared not utter a word. Not a sound would I mutter from the lips turned white with the sheer terror of the sight of the Living God.
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