Thursday, May 30, 2013

"All fiction is about human nature. What kind of human nature you write about depends on the amount and kind of your talent, not on what you may consider correct behavior to be. The best forms of behavior are not more desirable than the worst for fiction if the writer sees the situation he is creating under the aspect of Truth and follows the necessities of his art"

-Flannery O'Connor

(H/T Jason Sims)

Monday, May 27, 2013

Martyrs

My friend Vicky wrote a beautiful poem, and she gave me permission to post it, so I have included it below. :-)

Martyrs

The Land drank
And drunk became
Pure wine poured 
Into her heart
It sang in joy
It sang in grief
Mysterious water
Into her bosom
It gave her life
It gave her pain
Where did you come from
Wine of victory 
Wine of defeat.
 Rulers of the world
Envied their bodies
Feared their souls
Took their breath
Intact their core
And Earth received 
This precious gift
This blood made white
By the Lamb of God
First born that died 
The Living One...
His death was life...
Their death in Him
The same.
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. Psalm 116:15