Timothy sensed he was talking himself into a corner without knowing how to extract himself except through silence.
He was getting the philosophy all wrong. He was getting the theology all wrong. He was getting the science all wrong.
In spite of all that, he was grateful no one actually complained while he talked to himself on the beach waiting for the sun to rise. When the sun came up, on time as always, he understood that the Lord still loved him in spite of everything and that had been an lot of messed up everything, but all was well again.
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Denise offers the prompt word “extract” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
I recently published an illustrated collection of stories many of which originated from these Six Sentence Story prompts. To download a free pdf copy of it, check out Stars and Stories.

Psalm 139:1 O lord, thou hast searched me, and known me.











