Monday Rewrite

You know how it is when change happens, often unexpectedly. The floor shifts a little, and the world goes out of focus a bit. Suddenly the old seems so friendly …

You know how it is when you have everything mapped out, and you’ve made all your plans and your future’s right there like a tidy shed. Everything where you want …

Sometimes all we have is our emptiness. Our struggles and humanity. The weak bits. Like a jigsaw with every other piece missing. Like a car with no wheels. A hero …

He walks through the streets, the lanes, the highways and tracks of our towns and cities and country places, in the imprints and trails we have made,  sometimes noticed sometimes …

He looks at them with kindness in his eyes, and strength in his gaze. They come at him so often, with their complaints, desires, hopes, frustration. Wanting him to be …

Let there be respect, And true friendship, Welcome and questions, Vision, wisdom and understanding. Let there be laughter and kindness, Ears tuned to the cries of the poor, Eyes open …

He stands in the sun. The day hits him hard and all he can do is blink repeatedly. He’s so used to the dark that looking at the light is …

An executive is on the phone to Jesus. Hello,  is that Jesus of Nazareth? It is, great, well I’m contacting you now because I don’t think you are making the …

A reading/dialogue for two readers.1 represents Jesus, the other is a narrator. 1.     I’m back! 2.      It was 33 A.D. and heaven was the scene of the greatest welcome …

A garden full of tombs. A soldier stands on guard outside one. Caiaphas, a high priest, walks up to him. Caiaphas: I wish to register a complaint. Soldier: Oh that’s …

He stands there in the quiet of the evening, listening to the water. It’s been a long day. He can barely believe all that’s happened. Looks back up the shore, …

You could say he’s with us, every day, everywhere, Whether or not we spot his humble presence there. With the wounded, the weighed down, the right and the wrong, The …

A restless young man was once given an unusual harmonica by a kindly old lady. The instrument was old, scratched and dented but the kindly old lady assured him that …

She keeps stopping. Can’t help it. Not because she runs out of breath. She keeps seeing people who have no idea. Has to spill the beans. Leave them as wide-eyed …

An adaptation of a piece originally by singer/songwriter Larry Norman Once there was a tune and everyone knew how it went, but as time went by, people began to forget. …

Lord, We come to you today with our frustrations, doubts, aspirations and hopes. Our heads perhaps full of what we wish we could do, but can’t. Some of us adjusting …

The young prophet stirs, wakes, blinks as it hits him once more. This is not home. Not that safe space he is used to, ‘familiar’ is no more. Events have …

The Lord is my shepherd, my guide, my personal trainer, my therapist. My Twitter feed, my source of real news, my true friend. He has the resources to help me …

Dear sir, Thank you for submitting your short story collection for possible publication. We very much enjoyed reading the collection but regret to inform you that it is not right …