“Furore Tutum”

Yea, O storm, Bring forth thy martyrdom, A testament of creation. Spin electric flame, To flash out, reaching Towards us, blind and groping. Send out wind, With scent that remembers. — Yea, O storm, Bring forth thy might, And we, as that ancient Pompeii Might be made to know. Before…

“Arena et Petra”

“I am a stone,” said I, And to the ear that heard, I turned, “See what I’ve made?” (In breathless rapture.) A hasty glance was made to capture. — “See how it stands,” said I, With spark, a gleam, in eye that burned. And then that ear, with tongue, awoke,…

Accidia: Part I

I won’t be able to properly express why I found myself there. Before that strange journey, the declaration of mountains, wind, and trees lay about me, and I found it enough. I could sit under the warm embrace of the sun and remember. Once, the blue ocean-sky or the occasional…

“Raptus ab igne manu.”

The man rushed forward, eyes wildly searching, panting as the soot and ash coated his sweaty face and bear arms, blackening him and his clothes. The heat was oppressive, washing over him in unrelenting waves, staking it’s claim on yet another victim. His filth covered skin felt as if it…

“Damnum vitae.”

In the prime of his youth he decided it. The tantalizing prospect of life without the fear of death… His heart raced thinking of it. “One day,” he thought to himself, “One day they will have it all figured out. And I’ll put myself away until they do!” Of course, by “putting himself…

Yours Truly, A Second-Rate Christian

“I love the Lord because he hears my voice     and my prayer for mercy. Because he bends down to listen,     I will pray as long as I have breath! Death wrapped its ropes around me;     the terrors of the grave overtook me.     I saw only trouble and sorrow. Then I called on…

A Matter of Transparency

“Is anyone among you suffering? Let him pray. Is anyone cheerful? Let him sing praise. Is anyone among you sick? Let him call for the elders of the church, and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer of faith…

This Humble Generation

“By this method thousands of humans have been brought to think that humility means pretty women trying to believe they are ugly and clever men trying to believe they are fools.” -C.S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters “Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves.”…

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