On Good Friday we invited folks at Central Baptist to come and hammer in a nail to a cross one of our family had made. It’s a powerful thing to be in the silence of the sanctuary, only to have it interrupted by the pounding of a hammer. There’s a violence to the sound which…
Author: Wes Allen
Wes got back in to Role Playing Games during the pandemic and it’s blown up into a wonderful mid-life crisis. He runs the DM Tales YouTube channel and website, GMs two campaigns, and plays online in another with some old friends. His “day job” is a Baptist Pastor in Philadelphia’s Jersey suburbs.
Good Friday Tired
It’s Good Friday, and I confess I’m weary. To be clear, I’m not weary of Central Baptist. The church I pastor is actually a source of great joy for me. I’m weary of wider American Christianity. Perhaps its the confluence of peak allergy season with my busiest time of year, but the more I see…
Stairs
This is another image from Willingboro Lakes Park, it’s another remnant of the Park’s commercial past. Years ago these steps led down from one area of the recreational area, down toward the larger of the two lakes on the property. Now they’re cracked, weed-covered, and partially buried. Sometimes I wonder if these steps look like…
Unpacking Waking Up
This was a difficult scene to write. I’ve never woken up from a trauma like the one Will suffered, and I had to place this moment of deep pain into the context of a satirical fantasy. I hope it turned out ok. Let’s unpack. The Look Bug and Sindy were both secretly relieved when Will…
Fiction Tuesday – Waking Up
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes Will cracked open his eyes, and groaned as light filled his skull for the first time in days. “It’s alright, kid. Lay back and we’ll get you something,” Bug’s voice cut through Will’s confusion. “Wha?” Will shot up in be and…
