Growing up, I believed I was a power unto myself. I was raised early on with religion, but in adulthood, I chose pride over righteousness. I was a god unto myself, because I gave myself the power of life and death...I killed whom I chose, and I believed all the world was mine to own ( Read more... )

We all have habits...things we do that have no real explanation. I, myself, once had a habit of counting raindrops when I was a little boy. I would do it during thunderstorms...a nervous habit that kept me from being afraid of the noise ( Read more... )

I am sure you have heard of the saints. They are people, like you and I, who have lived lives of great piety. Some believe they are worshiped, but such is not the case. The saints are those who have died...when we pray to them, we are not offering them worship. We are only speaking to them, asking not that they grant our favors themselves, but that ( Read more... )

The moment he saw the shriveled, dried out corpse and found the crucifix, time seemed to bend in on itself. He didn’t have enough schooling, solitary or otherwise, to make any kind of great scientific analogies in his own mind, but he knew that the past and present had connected to bring him to the future ( Read more... )

( All Eko knew was that he never wanted to remember... )

My name is Mr. Eko, but I was not always this way. I was baptized as simply Eko in the eyes of God...but in blood, I was christened Mr. Eko. My name was turned into a thing that inspired respect born of fear, obedience that sprang from the simple need to survive ( Read more... )

I have heard confession. From countless others...hiding behind the cloak of the priesthood, I listened to many bare their souls before me, seeking forgiveness for their sins, or counsel on the brink of damnation ( Read more... )

( Love...it is stil such a new thing to me. )

When Jesus was about to meet His death, just after He broke bread with His apostles at the Last Supper, He retired to the Garden of Gethsemane and begged His Father to save Him. And though He knew the Lord was there, listening to His prayer...He was given no response, no reprieve. So He went on to be betrayed and stand before Pilate alone before ( Read more... )

Passion rules us all. It is emotional, spiritual, and physical. Passion knows no limits ( Read more... )