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Birthday Celebrations Make For Much Business!

I was born shortly after daybreak, this day many years ago, on a snowy April’s night.

Today was filled with much hustle-and-bustle, with volunteer work in the morning and birthday celebrations for the remainder of the day, spending time with family and friends, until night brought such festivities to an end.


This beautifully designed birthday cake portrays a typewriter with birthday congratulations produced upon its blanc and brown product.

Naomh: The Elusive St. Patrick of Downpatrick

St. Patrick (PNG)

I found this photograph in my collection of compositions from Ireland. Albeit I was unsure of the identity of its subject, I had my suspicions it was Saint Patrick. I tried doing a Google Image search which failed horribly, afterwards I found a photograph which I had taken some time before of a World War II memorial, which stated its location. From that location, it was easy to pin down the identity of Saint Patrick, just in time for his celebration. Behind his statue is a plethora of pink flowers, sitting atop a bog of sorts, which is apparently quite dangerous for its inherent quicksand qualities.

400 Years of Silence: Six-Hundred Word Story

400 Years of Silence

It started with a simple project, then as God’s hand became manifest, the story unfolded. 400 Years of Silence is a creative interpretation, written in duet play form and short story prose, of the 400 year period between the Old Testament prophets and the birth of Jesus Christ. In that time, there was no word from God, until the cry of a baby broke the silence on that glorious night when the savior of the world was born.

On one cold September night, a man sat pouring over the Holy Scriptures of God. The room was dark, but for the light of a few feeble candles, arranged around the man’s place of reading, casting a yellow tinge against the dark stone walls. As he finished reading the final verse of Job, his brother Mannaseh entered the study.

“Naaman, my brother!” Mannaseh exclaimed. “What are you doing reading that old thing? It’s been four hundred years since that god of yours proclaimed anything to His people – resign this insanity of yours!”

“Insane I may be,” began Naaman, motioning to the scriptures before him. “But these prophecies Isaiah speaks of…”

“Forget the prophecies!” Mannaseh interjected, with an ever reddening visage. “Those were simply lies devised by the old Kings of Israel.”

“Yet why would the kings seek their own destruction?” Naaman reasoned, his tone measured and calm, yet with a hint of desperation. “It is by God alone that…”

“I relent brother, I relent…” cried Manasseh, storming out of the room. “I leave you to this self-ordained madness!”

Naaman sat half-bewildered, still gazing at the last verse before him. Job didn’t have faith either… then God revealed himself in a most glorious way.“My brother may not believe,” Naaman said to himself. “But I feel the spirit of the Lord is strongly manifested on this night. God will not be quiet forever, He will come after his lost sheep.”

Night soon fell, and Naaman retired to his study. Perhaps the next day would bring about a glorious awakening – one could only hope.

When the cock crowed the next morning, all the citizens of the land awoke to the realization of the day. It was the time of Caesar Augustus’ fateful decree, the census of the entire Roman world, and all were required by mandate to register themselves. Naaman had gone, his brother Manasseh with him, to register at the same time of Joseph and Mary.

“Ah, what a day is this!” Naaman spoke cheerfully, as their horses trod down the road.

“Always the cheerful one,” Mannaseh remarked disdainfully. “What is it you find so worthwhile in life?”The brother responded with a grin.

“Unlike yourself Mannaseh, I find joy in the coming of a savior.”

The horses slowed as they reached the crowded registration center, Naaman cast his gaze around, taking in all the town had to offer. On one side there were various vendors, promoting their wares, which consisted of food, cloth, or trinkets of interest. All of a sudden, however, something or rather someone in particular caught his eye – a pregnant woman among the masses, accompanied by a man named Joseph. Mannaseh followed his brother’s gaze and saw an opportunity to torment him in his purported evident superstition.

“See here brother!” Mannaseh said exultantly. “This couple, claiming to be followers of God have committed a momentous sin against the commandment of the Great Creator! Engaging in that which is sacred to marriage. What do you say in defense of your fellow brother’s and sister’s grievous reproach?”

Naaman looked confidently into Mannaseh’s eyes as he delivered his retort.“Man is inherently sinful Manasseh, who can know the bounds of depravity? Even a godly man or woman may fall into the bounds of sin. Yet my God is a merciful one, as seen with David and Bathsheba.”

Manasseh laughed, perceiving Naaman’s confidence as utter foolishness. “Such hypocrisy.” Manasseh remarked simply. “How may one be the follower of a perfect God when they themselves are imperfect?”

“For this very reason God gave us repentance through sacrifice.” Naaman answered. Though in my heart, stirring within my spirit, I am confident that God will do away with this ritual and bring us to Him through a most glorious and perfect way.”

Manasseh stormed out of the room, furious. Naaman’s superstitions had advanced too far, venturing into the realm of insanity. When did Naaman first convert from a normal child to a hopeless religious advocate? Manasseh could recall the event with superb clarity, such were the profound events surrounding it. It was upon the celebration of their father’s thirty and sixth year, when their life as a family changed forever. A tear fell down his cheek as a torrent of memories immersed his consciousness. It was a terrible day indeed.

Despite the silence of God, human life and faith in Biblical teachings persisted. The world did not end, it continued as it had before, trusting in that which had come before. One may dismiss the past as irrelevant, the things of old as rubbish to be discarded. However, there is much to be gleaned from antiquity – trial and error is a necessary process, yet it may be expedited with knowledge of another’s prior prosperity and misapplications. While God did not proclaim through prophets, His Word spoke volumes. And so it was, until the greatest proclamation came to be – the wondrous birth of Jesus Christ which ended the four hundred years of silence and brought about a means to salvation which had been foretold generations before.


It is with a longing to expound that I conclude. Yet the story of Manasseh and Naaman will not go untold. Time brings with it many things – and writing is no exception.

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2011 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 8,000 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 7 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Stained Glass for the Holidays

This post was originally drafted on Christmas and intended to be published within the hour of creation, however, some unforeseen circumstances arose. Therefore, here is Christmas Day’s post for today!


While in France, we happened upon many Cathedrals (it is almost impossible not to), some with relics of World War II, such as this stained glass window with paratroopers descending from the heavens in the midst of Mary and her Child. Slightly enhanced.

This post has been sent back in time for Christmas.


Fourth of July Photography

Fourth of July Agenda

Today was a bit of relaxation day after my long trip – I watched Unknown, starring Liam Neeson (which I will review at a later date) and captured a plethora of Fourth of July moments.

Check out the Adventure Writer Blog later tonight or early tomorrow for corresponding photographs and reviews – a happy fourth of July to one and all! As well as a tremendous sense of gratitude to the men and women that risked their lives for freedom and liberty, establishing this nation for generations and paving the way for a brighter future for their posterity.

Father’s Day & Green Lantern

To be a parent is a very noble and daring (at times) endeavor – there’s Mother’s Day on May 8th, and Father’s Day today, appreciating those people who raised their children with love and care. It’s a difficult job, and that’s why we’ve set out two distinct days of the year for you! Though every day is a chance to appreciate – veterans, parents, grandparents, presidents… and anyone around use.

Today I saw the Green Lantern! Looking over Rotten Tomato reviews before going to see the film, I was a bit disconcerted, though I found it to be quite enjoyable and brilliantly made! Yes, there are downsides, but what movie isn’t lacking in an area or two? Perfection is unachievable – however, excellence is only a matter of how hard you try and the steps you take to go above and beyond. Read my review tomorrow for my full analysis!

Disney’s A Christmas Carol

A Christmas Carol (2009 film)

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There seems to be nothing better than the classics, and that’s just what Disney has come out with! This new version of A Christmas Carol takes a technologically advanced twist with it’s portrayal on Charles Dicken’s classic story. As an animated feature, one may assume the movie to have a child-like  aspect about it – however, that is not that case. The new adaptation uses some quite amazing animation software and technology to create life-like characters from the actors that portray them. If you’re interested in the technology, I suggest looking into it!

For those unfamiliar with the story, A Christmas Carol is about the life of a man named Ebenezer Scrooge, who, even in the most practical situations, refuses to give up his money. This scrooge of a man, who frowns upon society, looks upon Christmas as a “humbug!” Hardly wishing to engage in the spirit of the holiday. It was however, inevitable, that the spirits of the holiday would inevitably visit him. Through the visits of three phantasmagoric beings, the spirits of Christmas Past, Present, and Future, Scrooge is changed forever, opening his heart to the world, and dedicating his life to uplifting the Christmas season and the spirit of giving therein.

It’s a highly recommended film, and fans of the story won’t be disappointed!

Christmas Time is Here Again

Queen's Christmas tree at Windsor Castle 1848,...

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What is like that warm holiday feel, such as you experience at Christmas? Crackling fires, falling snow, spending time with family – it’s a magical image. No wonder it’s accomplished such cinematic attentions.

It’s a time of presents… and in foresight, a time of frenzied shopping.

As a result, Christmas has become a holiday of giving and taking – a big day in the commercial industries – rather than what it used to be.

Christmas celebrates the birth of Jesus Christ – son of God.

Holidays such as Easter have become so traditional – many people have forgotten the true meanings behind them… and what they’re even celebrating.

This will be our theme for Adventure Writer this month. I will be reviewing various things, from videos to Christmas songs.

Be sure to check it out.