Between the Unseen

where faith meets imagination

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Preacher Man

After my sister and I made the adjustment of living with my best friend’s parents while we were still in High School, her dad and I would enjoy long conversation of a Biblical nature. He was never judging but would merely answer my inquisitiveness the best he could, often, hiding his mirth at my peculiar questions. Working on the contingency of “once saved, always saved” my questions, I certain he thought, where not indicting me to fire, hail and brimstone. I recall many talks. One that stands out had to do with the idea of charity. For my sister and I, who landed on their doorstep with nothing, he, his wife, their daughter and sons embodied the word. He said, in his own way, that charity wasn’t going to the pantry and pulling out the can of soup you don’t like or going into the closet and giving away the pair of shoes that don’t fit anymore ~ tho give those things away, too ~ but it was the giving of the very best of yourself to whatever it was you were doing. It was an act of Love to be charitable in word and deed. That’s always stayed with me. Have I mastered it, charity? I’m not going to judge myself anymore. I will acknowledge, though, that I’m slowly learning to give more of myself to Love. That has to be a start…

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Midnight Train Brief synopsis: Old woman hesitates, as young girl, to follow her heart by hopping on a freight car with her beloved. He must leave and she must say goodbye to her sisters. In doing, the very religious father forces her to marry a boy that is mistaken for her beloved on the off chance “something” happened between them. She spends the years regretting not hopping the freight car. Basically, the through-line is that of my grandmother’s own forced marriage.

I am, however, very thankful to be here. Haha! 🙏 She would, eventually, make it to Alaska. But, that’s another story.

Midnight Train 

Brief synopsis: Old woman hesitates, as young girl, to follow her heart by hopping on a freight car with her beloved. He must leave and she must say goodbye to her sisters. In doing, the very religious father forces her to marry a boy that is mistaken for her beloved on the off chance “something” happened between them. She spends the years regretting not hopping the freight car. Basically, the through-line is that of my grandmother’s own forced marriage. I am, however, very thankful to be here. Haha! 🙏 She would, eventually, make it to Alaska. But, that’s another story.

Filed under 1998 Best Student 1-Acts KC/ACTF

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I can feel that
Muddy water
runnin’ through my veins.
I can hear that
lullaby of the Midnight Train.
And it sings to me and sounds familiar…
Little Big Town

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That moment your head becomes too confused; your heart, too broken…surrender Life to your Soul ~ your Source ~ to be transformed and transmuted for the Highest Good.