Wed. Words: Love and Marriage

  

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Love is tricky.

Belinda inhaled deeply as she descended the marble stairs. The room was lavishly prepared with champagne and caviar, shimmering in candlelight. Carrying a heart shaped bouquet, Belinda beamed at her Prince, her heart beating with the excitement of love.

When all was going well, the whole event smashed into floral and cake pieces. Immediately, after the following stampede, the groom’s Royal Parents examined the carnage.  What had happened? There had been some scurrying in the far corner, which led to discovery of a nest of rats.

Anyway, so much for royal weddings. Elope.

                                  

These Wednesday Words are in colored italics, and come from C. Lee McKenzie who is an excellent writer.  Pop on over!

Dominion and Defiance

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Maybe it is just me, maybe it is the fond memories of television at a more innocent time...

Every single time the new round of TV shows appears, I wonder how in the world THIS idea made it through the sorting process and WHO dreamed this up.

The new program in this line-up is “Dominion” on cable SyFy, and it is a winner, according to advertisements. It has been renewed for another season and has a substantial web site, heavily loaded with darkness.

The plot line is that God has disappeared (Oh, come on!  Really?) for some unknown reason, and the Angels are looking for Him.  Understandably, the Archangels Michael and Gabriel are the most upset, as they are the God's angel sons.

Renewed for another season

And then there is also "Defiance", on SyFy.

The plot line here is that Earth has been all but destroyed by an alien force.  The action setting is in the ruins of St. Louis, Missouri.  

The famous Arch teeters, as a symbol of society itself.

I really don't know what else to say. 

I find these are just another dystopic, society-in-ruins shows, joining the ranks of so many other post-apocalyptic messes. 

This all amazes me and dismays me.

Is this what entertainment has become?   

Thankfully, our God reigns. He truly does.  He has not disappeared.

A-B post: Apostolic Barbarian

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Gunter slumped by the stream, mindlessly washing away the blood covering his armor and shield.  His sword lay on the grass beside him, a silent reminder of his part in carnage.

Is this really all there is?  Gunter had asked that question many times these past raids.  The roar of the assault still echoing around him, Gunter stretched tired muscles down upon the lush green.

Rape?  Gunter found the screams of frightened women and children appalling.  What is rewarding about destroying a woman’s hopes and dreams?  With her children cowering in a corner and watching their mother die?

Pillage?  At first the thrill of wealth exulted satisfaction within him.  Now, when that wealth is covered with the blood of its dying owners, pillage was repugnant.  Gunter reached inside his tunic, retrieving a torn parchment. 

An elderly monk had thrust this page into Gunter’s hands just days ago.  With his last gasping breath, the monk whispered, “Take this…”

But, why?  Why did he give this to me?

The Apostolic Barbarian will continue in tomorrow’s post.