Rebellion of Korah
The air in the camp was thick with more than just the fine, chalky dust of the desert. It was heavy with a new kind of heat, a simmering resentment that had been brewing in the shadows of the tents,…
The Law of the Hoof
The dust rose in soft plumes around Eleazar’s sandals as he walked the perimeter of the camp. It was late afternoon, and the sun hung heavy and golden over the wilderness, casting long, distorted shadows from the tents of Israel….
Eagles’ Wings at Sinai
The third new moon after leaving Egypt found them camped in the wilderness. The dust of Rephidim was behind them, the memory of Amalek’s attack a fading scar. Now, they sprawled before a mountain that rent the sky, a brute…
Enoch’s Walk
The air in those early days carried a different weight. It was thick with the memory of a voice that had walked in the garden in the cool of the day, a memory that was not yet a legend but…
Measuring the Temple
In the days when the final trumpet was poised to sound, I was given a measuring rod like a staff and told, “Rise and measure the temple of God and the altar, and count those who worship there. But do…
The Unchanging Christ
In the days when the early church was scattered like seeds upon the winds of persecution, there gathered in the shadowed corners of a bustling Roman port a small assembly of believers. Among them was an aged teacher named Silas,…
Timothy’s Joyful Report
In the bustling port city of Thessalonica, where the salty sea air mingled with the scent of spices and the clamor of merchants filled the narrow streets, a profound sense of urgency gripped the heart of the Apostle Paul. Having…
Treasure in Clay
In the bustling city of Corinth, where merchants hawked their wares and philosophers debated in sun-drenched squares, a profound spiritual battle was unfolding—one not of swords and shields, but of hearts and minds. The Apostle Paul, having poured his very…
Faith’s Ancient Journey
In the ancient city of Ur of the Chaldeans, where ziggurats pierced the hazy sky and merchants traded spices along dusty caravan routes, there lived a man named Abram. He walked through crowded marketplaces where the scent of incense mingled…
The Bent Woman Healed
The sun hung heavy and golden over the dusty road leading into the village, its heat shimmering above the packed earth. Jesus walked with his disciples, their sandals kicking up small puffs of pale dust that settled on the hem…