a memorable 24 hr road trip

A Drive Through The Night –

A car full of teenagers. I was the oldest and the only male. My sister couldn’t come home from college so I got to take our sister, two cousins, and a friend to visit her. That’s four girls. A lot of responsibility for someone so young. It was spring break in Fort Lauderdale and I got into the Elbow Room with someone else’s ID. That’s memorable.

Daily writing prompt
Think back on your most memorable road trip.

a good snack with coffee

A Chocolate Chip Cookie –

A black coffee with no sugar. A good way to start the day. A good chance to talk about coffee. Colombian coffee without a noisy grinder but with a five dollar, five cup Mr. Coffee maker and distilled water. I have to be careful to leave her two cups. All I need now is something to talk about.

Daily writing prompt
What snack would you eat right now?

a prophecy 

A History – 

A fulfillment of prophecy.  Only history can verify the fulfillment of prophecy.  Only numbers can verify the interpretation of prophecy.  The translators and interpreters of the bible can’t seem to agree on most of the words but somehow they agree on the numbers.  The word of God may vary but not His numbers.  Follow the numbers.  And colors.   

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a crazy business idea

A Stupid Post –

A world on fire. The flood was bad enough. A going out of business sale. A significant reduction in the price of truth. Now everyone can afford it for the first time. While supplies last. Get yours before we run out of it.

Daily writing prompt
Come up with a crazy business idea.

a testimony 

A Servant John – 

A bare record.  A revelation for those who have an ear.  Listen for the time is near for the second coming.   Two thousand years ago the time was near for the first coming.  John the Baptist was preparing the way for the Lamb of God.  The word “lamb” can be found 27 times in the Apocalypse.  Think about that.  It was about the Lamb.  

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a baby raccoon

A Pet In The Making –

A tragic death. My older brother killed the mother that was killing our neighbor’s chickens. My mother forced it to eat some oatmeal and it was doing well. Somehow it got out of the box I had it in and drowned in our sump pump. I really cried when I buried it.

Daily writing prompt
Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?