A Tale of Three Kings

by Gene Edwards

What do I do when the kingdom I’m in is ruled by a spear-wielding king?...Just what does a person do in the middle of a spear-wielding contest?...

The answer is, you get stabbed to death.

...But what is the good in being speared?

You have your eyes on the wrong “King Saul.” As long as you look at your king, you will blame him and him alone for your present hell. But be careful, for God has his eyes fastened on another “King Saul”...One just as bad, or worse. God is looking at the “King Saul” in you...There is only one way to get rid of him. He must be annihilated...David the sheepherder would have grown up to become King Saul the Second, except that God cut away the “Saul” inside David’s heart. That operation, by the way, took years and was a brutalizing experience that almost killed the patient.

coldplay.

when she was just a girl
she expected the world
but it flew away from her reach so
she ran away in her sleep
and dreamed of paradise
every time she closed her eyes
when she was just a girl
she expected the world
but it flew away from her reach
and the bullets catch in her teeth
life goes on, it gets so heavy
the wheel breaks the butterfly
every tear a waterfall
in the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes
in the night the stormy night away she'd fly
and dream of paradise
and so lying underneath those stormy skies
she'd say "oh i know the sun must set to rise."

sing a hard-spun song

when you think of me,
sing a wide open song
and when it's over,
sing it once more
when you dream of me,
dream when i meet you
on that distant shore



"distant shore"
sung by orla fallon

going back

i remember those summer days
filled with swimming and laughter and picnics in the park
the days of sleepovers and homemade cookies
of sunblock and crowded birthday parties
everyone laughing and talking at once
(and not minding at all).

sometimes i miss those days
and i think of how ridiculous an adult would look
if they spun circles out on the grass til they dropped
but who says you cant?
people reminisce "oh to be a child again,"
but i suppose there's a part of me
that will never quite grow out of those days
and as silly as it may be,
i dont care.


H

resting in truth.

sometimes,
to surrender is to win
death brings victory
and heartache leaves us with the deepest joy.

i rest this night in the knowledge that
Jesus is everything.

therefore, i will not fear.

H