DIRECTION OF CHANGE

DIRECTION OF CHANGE

Do I eat because I am hungry, or do I eat because the clock flips to twelve o’clock?  Am I motivated because of the internal or because of the external?  Do I function on body time or by mechanical time?

ENTAILMENTS OF A COVENANT

ENTAILMENTS OF A COVENANT

I sat in a wooden pew. Candles lit the altar and illuminated the shadows of the ornately cavernous chapel ceiling. Organs and bagpipes sang traditional songs, and a radiant woman dressed in white walked expectantly down the long aisle on the arm of her father, who smiled with both joy and sadness.

HISTORY OF A COVENANT

HISTORY OF A COVENANT

Raised high, a muscled arm and calloused hand holds a knife, sharp and glinting in the afternoon sun. In one quick, steady motion, the arm thrusts downward, and the blade finds its mark on the spine of the lamb.