In my last blog post I told you everything I once believed, and what I now believe today. What wasn’t mentioned yet is what I will call the bridge. This is my path between the Assemblies of God church I grew up in, to the Reformed Church of the United States that I now attend.…
I am a five-point Calvinist and Presbyterian who goes to a church of the RCUS denomination (Reformed Church of the United States) who speaks in the tongues of angels in his private prayers to the Lord. From that, I also believe that the gifts of the Spirit talked about in (1 Corinthians 12) are for…
Yewna didn’t mean to grab Ninombir’s hand. It was a reflex, something that just felt right. Nin didn’t show any signs of it being out of the ordinary. Inside his head, to put it lightly, he was freaking out. She grabbed my hand! Never in a million years would I think that one such as…
Ninombir had never been in an airship before. It was way more luxurious on the inside, at least for Ninombir’s mechanical tastes. He almost mentioned this to Yewna, but he knew what she’d say, “Wait until you see my father’s airship!” He’d heard the horror stories as a boy on daddy’s lap, airships from the…
Yewna awoke to a far-off yell. Her eyes gazed about the nooks of the cave. Then they beheld Ninombir resting in his chair across from her. Was this the dream? She thought. There were blankets around her, they tumbled off as she sat up. Her dress shimmered from forest green to the brilliant green of…
The noisy carriage crunched in the snow which made talking very difficult. They had both sensed something in that glance, like the lonely cry of a rent heart, a hope endured and finally met, a barren spring enclosed suddenly flowing with sweet water. They both felt this, yet, neither had the courage to express it.…
Ninombir stood upon the wooden ramparts of teetering tower at the peak of Snowcrest. He looked over the icy tundra and the mountains about them. His goggles were designed to search for any heat, this meant an approaching army or a mechanical monstrosity. The only heat was seen way down below. The keep he was…
The young lady almost ran. She seemed oblivious, and yet, a part of her knew they were always staring at her. Everywhere she went they gawked and gazed. But what did you expect from commoners when a Princess dashed into the room? She reached up to her curly braids as if to reassure her…
DeepwellBridge is an official Minecraft partner run by a single person. He created the Chronicles of Clo adventure map which is a very large exploration and puzzle game that can be bought in the Marketplace. Do a search for “Clo” there, and you’ll find it. But who is he really? Deep began playing Minecraft during…
At the end of the dream section, some of you might be experiencing a trapped chest problem in co-op. The first player to open the chest teleports to the Origin City section of the game. After this, the trapped chest stays open making it impossible for the next player to open it. This means that…
This is a rough recording of the story… hopefully you will find it warming your hearts right before Christmas. This is the second chapter. The first can be purchased for a single buck. You can find it here. Enjoy the second, and very Christmas, chapter about a boy and his giant lovable scaredy-cat named Buford.
The earliest versions of Anomalous Ruins began at an airship crash. The player simply walked the protagonist outside the debris and found some ruins. But the protagonist grew into a character with the name Clo. She came from somewhere. This “somewhere” eventually become Origin City. I didn’t need to build the city of her birth. …
My first post on Anomalous Ruins introduced the idea of a a city built in the clouds. The Minecraft adventure map is almost 1 year old now; it currently has 1,154 downloads. Not bad for some no-name Joe with too much time on his hands. Download the free Adventure Map for Minecraft Java. I have…
The Once and Always King The idea of a monarchy influenced the Old World for millennia. In the ancient West of the Middle Ages, there was one church, one God, and one king. There were “debates” on who that one king was. These debates took place on the battlefield and had very little to…
Seven years ago I embarked upon a trip to the moon. Not in a practical since but, spiritually. In other words, I stretched my composition legs out and wrote an orchestration dedicated to the Apollo missions. Moonscape is a symphonic tone poem. The piece opens with a theme for the moon which seems very distant…
