Writing

The Most Important Thing I Learned in Seminary

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

So when he came down from the mountain a lot more people wanted to become his students. And check it out! A leper approached him. He kneeled at Jesus&..

How the Camel Slips Through the Eye of the Needle

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

Now someone approached Jesus and said, “Teacher, what good must I do to gain eternal life?” Jesus answered him... “If you wish to en..

Welfare Jesus

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

Not long after that, Jesus traveled to a city called Nain. His students went with him, as did a large crowd of people. He came across a funeral proces..

Christmas is the Compassion of God

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

My beloved brethren:This very day in David's town your Savior was born - Christ the Lord! You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a feedin..

The Rule of (the Future Saint) R. Joseph Owles

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

It's a work in progress. The Constitution for the Order of the Kingdom (or the Saints)--I haven't decided yet.

What is the Old Catholic Church

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

The Old Catholic Church Is Neither Protestant, Nor Is It the Product of the ReformationThe Old Catholic Church is not a group of Catholics who bro..

Prayers

A Story by Will

The power of prayer is mysterious

Valley of shadow and doubt

A Poem by Muse

Playing with the ten-syllable word count again.

My Morning Apocalypse

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

As I'm reading my devotionals, I hear a low rumble, barely perceptible but perceptible enough. "Was that thunder?" "Was that a truck?" "Was that a..

Peacock Pyramid

A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey

about finding the self in a sea of madness

The Martyr of Light

A Poem by theking

I'm not entirely sure what this is. Found it while digging around in my closet. It could be some sort of prophecy thing.

What We Forget

A Poem by theking

So drawn by the affairs of men and godshumanity is, does this resonate well?Do we spare glances with lives, and lives with morals?This precipice we st..

Revelation

A Poem by GuardianZack

I find myself with loss for wordsIn the presence of a mockingbirdA charm it is, three times the thirdSilent echoes never heard.Listen now, to emptines..

CHAPTER VI. DISCLOSURE

A Chapter by Dhaye

My Mom cried after I told them my situation. My father never hid his anger to the man who had brought me to this misery. But they advised me to ta..

Dark Days of the Sun

A Book by Klyflyhigh

The dark days of the sun is here. Key cities are now underwater and have been erased from the face of the the earth. What will you do when your money,..

Like a Child

A Poem by Rebekah W.

The drops - they fall like bullets from the sky.Each one stings my skin, reminding me of my pain.Maybe the bullets aren't so bad...At least if I can s..