Tagged: childhood

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Love The Sinner, Not The Sin

Love The Sinner John 8:10-11 KJV “When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? hath no man condemned thee? [11]...

Poetry : A Child’s Tears 0

Poetry : A Child’s Tears

“Let your tears come. Let them water your soul.” Eileen Mayhew When a child cries, the heart leaps so,  The mother, she imagines the pain, Never knowing the babe’s woe, But to gently hold him...

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A Rope Long Enough

Proverbs 11:3 KJV “The integrity of the upright shall guide them: but the perverseness of transgressors shall destroy them.” There is a saying, “Give them a rope long enough and they will hang themselves”....

Story : His Name Is Red (Part 7) 0

Story : His Name Is Red (Part 7)

Even a child that I was, I remember that during the twenty-minute walk back home, I was clutching my bag of toys tightly, and thinking about Old Man Red, and what he did for...

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Story : His Name Is Red (Part 6)

Making a small noise at the back of my throat in protest, I held my prize protectively behind my back. My brother opened his mouth and I was sure he was about to loudly...

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Story : His Name Is Red (Part 5)

An unreadable look on his face, Old Man Red walked the short distance to the counter, murmured something to Mr. Bin, placed the balls down near the cash register, picked up his purchases, nodded...

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Story : His Name Is Red (Part 4)

The incident happened at a particular time, quite some time after I was first brought into unwilling awareness about the forbidding mystery of Old Man Red. I was still in my late childhood years,...

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Story : His Name Is Red (Part 3)

But no one bothered to explain further to us ‘kids’ what kind of monster or what this ‘monster’ really looked like. They just gave the impression that the monster looked like Old Man Red....

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Story : His Name Is Red (Part 2)

For as far as I knew, only a handful of adults would bother to greet him and made efforts to talk to him. At which point, Old Man Red would reply abruptly and gruffly,...