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”
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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”
Post #10.2, Thursday, July 2, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul It’s easy to identify when it is someone else’s random hate. But when it is my own, I have so little clarity. When I see the crazies of wrath in others I simply mouth the Christian slogans, “hate is not the opposite of loveContinue reading “Post #10.2, Thursday, July 2, 2020”
Post #9.10, Tuesday, June 23, 2020
Historical setting: A dark age on the Saxony Shore of Gaul The priest might have met Nic last night, and it may be that Nic remembered his promise to be my sponsor, and that we would meet in Constantia. I asked Father Silas if he heard where the man was staying. “Funny, you askContinue reading “Post #9.10, Tuesday, June 23, 2020”
Post #8.7, Tuesday, May 19, 2020
Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul I, the newest recruit at the oars, am serving guard duty with one who has completed his full obligation. He seems to be contemplating his life and the opportunities before him. At the next tower turn on the wall with this man who calls himself NicContinue reading “Post #8.7, Tuesday, May 19, 2020”
Post #7.12, Tuesday, April 28,2020
Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul, some say 562 C.E. “I remember the Roman galley which I can see right now from this place where I sit on the harbor wall. And it is still hanging from the ropes for repairs. I would guess my healing is coming better than the repairs of rotContinue reading “Post #7.12, Tuesday, April 28,2020”
Lazarus Ink 