Wed.Words: Dysart, Louisiana

southeast Louisiana

When forecasters warned that Hurricane Banning would be making landfall in just a few hours that morning, parishioners of St. Mark Catholic Church dropped everything and sprinted to the Church.  All recognized how fragile the old church was.

Even the normally dysfunctional people drinking at Lucy’s Bar and Grill loped over, with fry-cook Big Chris moving with rare alacrity. 

The Baxter family unloaded sheets of plywood, planks, and boxes of nails as the community arrived.  Without speaking, it was understood that the multi-paned, mullioned window overlooking the altar was primary to protect.
 

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The colored glass, brought to the Parish from France in 1781, was invaluable, a true treasure to the people of Dysart, Louisiana. Even with the church boarded up, still none knew if it was enough.

Hours later, when the wind had carried the storm away, parishioners hurried to see St. Mark’s.  Viewing the structure even from a distance, all gave thanks, even Big Chris. 

Seeing the Altar and precious window intact, it did not matter that much of St. Mark’s lay in ruins.

Every Wednesday, River posts 6 to 12 words to be used by any blogger who wish to enjoy a break from the serious stuff.  Use these words to write fiction, prose, poetry, flash fiction, etc.  Either post it on your own site and link it back to River's delightful gentle stream, or make your addition to her blog site comment section.

The bold words above are this week's words.  Hope you enjoyed how they were used.

Also, many thanks to Delores at Under the Porch Light who started this writing stir up, and to Elephant's Child who took up the slack when Delores' computer went all wonky.

Go on, with it!  Fling yourself out into the unknown!