One part doubt, equal part faithAdoration June 27, 2014I came here tonight somewhat like a person dragging a moaning child to the dentist. My spirit rebels. Is it my spirit or my mind, my logos or my pathos? Perhaps it is logos. I doubt. I confess this sin: that I doubt. It is a deeplyContinueContinue reading “One part doubt, equal part faith”
Author Archives: RLMartin
Double-bagging
In 1986, when I was sixteen, my best friend Jon helped me get a job at the local Safeway in Oklahoma City bagging groceries. We thought we were cool because we could earn money to buy our own Polo cologne, fill up our tanks with gas for cruising on Friday nights, and buy our ownContinueContinue reading “Double-bagging”
Thoughts and Sayings
These sayings came from my journals over the past 20-30 years. A house divided makes a pretty good duplex. I’m not all good, but I ain’t half bad. I have found that all of my problems tend to resolve themselves as soon as I have taken care of them. What lies behind us and whatContinueContinue reading “Thoughts and Sayings”
The power of a woman’s wish
In America today, it is a curious reality that a woman’s wish has the power to determine what is human and what is not human.
Common Goals and a Common Core
The author Bo Yang, who died in exile on Green Island off the coast of Taiwan, once said that the reason Chinese people don’t get along is that God knows there are so many of them if they actually did cooperate, they’d take over the world. And in the Bible, the story of the towerContinueContinue reading “Common Goals and a Common Core”
Peter Kreeft Quotes
I heard Peter Kreeft on Catholic Answers say something like “Writing by its very nature is selfish.” He made the observation that Jesus wrote nothing. I have thought this same way for a long time. Writing is mostly not only selfish but at times downright evil. I once learned that the very first writing was a record ofContinueContinue reading “Peter Kreeft Quotes”
Chapbook
Return Visit Dry grass crunches under our feet. Thorns cleave to shoelaces. The sun shines and legs ache. Jeans rub against themselves Like a guiro Keeping time to the song of memories In a wind that is slowly sweeping them away. Hands hide themselves in pockets on hips That remember past pain-free days. The belly,ContinueContinue reading “Chapbook”
First post
Hi, This is my first WordPress post. Just trying to figure it out. I hope to post some short stories, poems, and other writings here soon.
RL Martin 