Then Jesus told them a story: A rich man had a fertile farm that produced fine crops. He said to himself, “What should I do? I don’t have room for all my crops.” Then he said, “I know! I’ll tear down my barns and build bigger ones. Then I’ll have room enough to store all my wheat andContinue reading “Control”
Author Archives: Nathan
About a decade ago, I opened a checking account with a bank that doesn’t even exist anymore (NBC, bought by Suntrust (now Truist) in 2005). At the time, of course, I didn’t know it was going to stop existing. I just knew that it, conveniently, had a branch inside the Kroger I lived next to.
The Checking Account
A couple of months ago, my wife and I went to add her name to my checking account. We have joint finances on paper, but we had yet to make reality match the theory. No, we’re not newlyweds. We’re just lazy.
I was behind a car which had a tiny sticker in the window that said “Stop human trafficking”. It made me wonder what the point was. Was it an instruction to the viewer, as though the driver expected human traffickers to be on the road behind her in Morrisville, North Carolina? Or maybe just aContinue reading “Human Trafficking”
The alarm clock is man’s biggest enemy, Grant thought as he slapped the buzzing monstrosity. He dragged himself along the path of his morning routine, still not quite awake. As he was pulling on his clothes, though, he was jolted into wakefulness at the thought of the unfinished calculus homework due today. Why do IContinue reading “Canary”
So the creation of the heavens and the earth and everything in them was completed. On the seventh day God had finished his work of creation, so he rested from all his work. And God blessed the seventh day and declared it holy, because it was the day when he rested from all his work of creation.Continue reading “Rest”
Staring at the skyIn the dead of the night-timeMoon is shining down
In 2013, I was vacationing in South Africa. I was staying in Cape Town in what we in the US would call a townhome that had three other guys living in it. I had a rental car so I could drive around and do tourist-type things.
When I was a young lad I was a big fan of Arthur Ransom’s Swallows and Amazons books. One of the characters, the one whom I identified the most closely with, was an amateur ornithologist. When I found a positively archaic camera at my grandmother’s house, I decided I would be too.