Post #11.11, Wednesday, August 26, 2020

Historical setting: Remembering a time, maybe 452 C.E.? The heat of the day is upon us so we find a cool flowing creek to water the horses.          Nic asks why they needed the Gospel of John brought all these years after the cult leader was executed. He does say, “all these years after” asContinue reading “Post #11.11, Wednesday, August 26, 2020”

Post #11.9, Thursday, August 20, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E. On the Road in Galeacia “If it wasn’t sex and it wasn’t disobedience what was it that went wrong in the garden that eventually led to the deadly heresy that took the full ‘Gospel of John’ to dispel?” Nic asks, nudging more holy yammer.          And I fall right in. “Well,Continue reading “Post #11.9, Thursday, August 20, 2020”

Post #11.8, Wednesday, August 19, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E., Iberia          We are preparing our horses for the day’s ride. The Great Rose has already tossed his saddle once and now Nic, the least horse experienced of the three of us has taken on the project. Nic proceeds first to be sure I am holding the rein close to theContinue reading “Post #11.8, Wednesday, August 19, 2020”

Post #11.6, Thursday, August 13, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E., on a beach in La Coruña          We walk the horses back to curry them and bed them down for the night.  We’re told that Nic’s horse is named “The Rose” because the dapple looks like dew on rose petals, and mine is “Umber” because it is brown.          Nic isContinue reading “Post #11.6, Thursday, August 13, 2020”

Post #10.13, Wednesday, July 29, 2020

Historical setting: 563 CE, on the Bay of Contabria (Biscay)          Nic asks me, “Did you ever hear the poem about God, like the good shepherd who leads us beside the still waters and restores thirsty souls?”          “Yes, of course!  That’s a Psalm! And you know that also?”          “Yes, Brother Lazarus, I learnedContinue reading “Post #10.13, Wednesday, July 29, 2020”

Post #10.12, Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Historical setting: 563 CE, on the Bay of Contabria (Biscay)          After a gaping silence after explaining who I really am and that I actually saw the execution of Jesus, Nic offers his thoughts.          “If you wanted me to believe all that stuff about the bible story you could have said it better. YouContinue reading “Post #10.12, Tuesday, July 28, 2020”

Post #10.11, Thursday, July 23, 2020

Historical setting: 563 CE, on the Bay of Contabria (Biscay)          “Please hear me out Nic. The Sadducees were once the sect of the priests of the Temple. Caiaphas was the High Priest that year. Caiaphas was a Sadducee.”          “They were The Jews.”          “Yes, Nic, that’s what the Roman’s called the Sadducees: ‘TheContinue reading “Post #10.11, Thursday, July 23, 2020”

Post #10.10, Wednesday, July 22, 2020

Historical setting: 563 CE, on the Bay of Contabria          I need to tell Nic my whole secret of who I am, that I was actually a witness to the killing of Jesus. He needs to understand. I’m sure if I explain it all, he will loose his irrational fear of me.          “So Nic,Continue reading “Post #10.10, Wednesday, July 22, 2020”

Post #10.9, Tuesday, July 21, 2020

Historical setting: 563 CE, on the Bay of Contabria (Biscay) Nic and I are exploring our deep hurts and differences. This ship is too small for a war, and with these calming easterlies we could be face-to-face for a very long journey.          I’ve asked Nic to explain why he thinks Jews have horns. AndContinue reading “Post #10.9, Tuesday, July 21, 2020”

Post #10.3, Tuesday, July 7, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul The vendor seems cautious about Nic’s helmet for trade. He’s noticing the grimy leather at the neck edge, the slight bend in the cheek plate and particularly, he frowns at the fade and wilt of the tattered plume. Nic yanks the plume from it’s fitting.Continue reading “Post #10.3, Tuesday, July 7, 2020”