6/25/2012

Good for a Laugh (Hopefully)

I wrote this back in 2008 for a writing class I took. . .

It was thrown together in about two hours so it was never properly 'edited,' but I thought it might at least be good for a smirk ;P

I hope you enjoy it :)

Have a Ball

Written by J D White
April 17, 2008

The bright red sphere came out of nowhere.
     Max was turning his head towards the sound of a yell, when all of a sudden a shiny red ball smacked him clean in the face.
     Enough force was behind the impact that he fell backwards off the branch he was sitting on. He gave a cry of pain when his back came in contact with the hard earth beneath the branches of the large tree.
     Springing quickly to his feet, Max looked around quickly and caught sight of the obnoxiously bright, red ball.
     Making an irritated noise he hurried after his assailant as it bounced away from him.
     Once he caught up to it he snatched it up with both hands and tossed it over his head.
     Max immediately started to wonder if this hadn’t been a mistake when he heard the ball bounce off of something behind him. Knowing that he was probably making another, Max turned around to see what he had hit and was rewarded with the sight of a red blur coming at his face. . .
     And before he knew it he was on his back again with a numb nose.
     Making an angry sound he jumped to his feet and chased after the infuriating bright red ball.
     This time when he caught it he tucked it under his arm and walked over to a pile of large rocks next to a little stream. He found a slight circular dip on one of the larger rocks and set the ball carefully in it.
     Waiting a moment to make sure it would not move, Max glanced around and caught sight of a rock the same size as the ball. Grinning mischievously he picked up the rock, held it over his head, and smashed it down onto the bouncy ball.
     The moment the rock landed on top of the ball it shot out from under the stone and into Max’s stomach, picking him up and propelling him into the air.
     Finding himself once again on his back Max turned his head and looked through the blurring pain in his eyes to find the bright red ball bouncing gently beside him.
     As it bobbed up and down next to him it portrayed a look of innocence that instantly got Max’s blood boiling.
     Lashing out at it he smacked the ball out of his sight and almost instantly heard it rebound off of the nearby wall. And before he could do anything about it he felt it smack into the top of his head.
     Unable to contain it any longer, Max let out a scream of fury and leaped to his feet. Taking hold of the ball before it got away he squeezed with all his might between his hands and bit into its rubbery surface.
     After a few seconds of hopping around in a rage as he chewed on and squeezed the infuriating ball, he suddenly became aware of a low whistling sound.
     Realizing that the sound was coming from the ball, Max quickly yanked it away from his face; fearful that he might have angered it.
     But as he held it at arms length it only began to shrink and flatten in his grasp. After a moment the ball was completely deflated and hanging limp in Max’s hands.
     He stared open mouthed at the ball he had just broken and was not quite sure what he was feeling at that moment.
     Then he heard a sniffle from in front of him and looked up between two bars into the baleful eyes of a little boy. “That was mine.” The little boy stated to the chimpanzee staring out at him through the bars of his cage in the Oregon Zoo.
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I'd like to know if this at least makes someone smile ;P

6/18/2012

An Interesting Find

A friend of mine, Raquel, posted something about an acquaintance of hers that I thought would be worth sharing. . . Click Here to visit the post.

Her comments on Josh sparked my interest, and so I visited his blog and could not help but admire the last posts: To Surrender a Precious Dream, and What it Means to be a Man

A Prayer:
             LORD, thank you for the testimony of Joshua Eddy. Thank you for touching so many through his life. I ask that You continue to bless and uplift his family and friends, that they may continue to find abundant Joy in You, Father.
             And thank you, dear God, for the gentle reminder that anything short of Complete and Total Surrender - is utter insanity and a waste of the life You have so graciously given.
             In the precious name of Jesus Christ, I pray,  Amen. . .

6/16/2012

Saturday Sermon

Okay, yes, I know the title isn't all that imaginative, but it's 2 in the morning and its all that is coming to mind ;P

I've recently -- as in starting in January -- been listening to and/or watching sermons by/from (not quite sure what the proper term is) Eric Ludy. Christophany is one of his more recent sermons that I listened to (this morning(?)) while working on formatting Warrior's Fury.


Philippians 4:8
Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things.

2 Thessalonians 1:12
so that the name of our Lord Jesus may be glorified in you, and you in him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ.

1 Peter 4:11
whoever speaks, as one who speaks oracles of God; whoever serves, as one who serves by the strength that God supplies—in order that in everything God may be glorified through Jesus Christ. To him belong glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen.

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