Isaiah 48:10 Thus saith the Lord Isaiah forty eight, ten Behold, I have refined thee, but not with silver; I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction. So many speak of victory as if it waits at the end … Read More
The Millstone Gospel
Matthew 18:6 “Thus saith the Lord…Matthew eighteen, six: “If any cause one of Mine to stumble… let them be drowned in the sea with a millstone around their neck.” The hour is not sport. The ring is not a stage. … Read More
Their Table Is a Tomb
Romans 3:13 “Romans three, thirteen. “Their throat is an open grave; with their tongues they practice deceit. The poison of vipers is on their lips.” I’ve seen your kind before, Anton. Those who do not serve food—but fear. Cloaked in … Read More
The Wages of Sin
Romans 6:23 “Romans six… twenty-three. For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus our Lord. You ferried me once, Tombstone. Dragged my limp body across consecrated dirt. Shoveled the grave … Read More
The Siege of Heaven
Revelation: 12: 7–8 “And there was war in Heaven. Michael and his angels fought against the dragon, and the dragon fought back with his angels…but they did not prevail, and there was no longer any place for them in Heaven. … Read More
The Wayward Path
Proverbs: 7 “I’ve read this story before. “I have spread my couch with coverings, colored linens from Egyptian linen. I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come, let us take our fill of love till morning.” The Book … Read More
The Shadow Left Behind
Revelation 2:27 “Time flies over us. It doesn’t ask. It doesn’t wait. It doesn’t care who you were, or what crown you wore. It sweeps across kingdoms and banners, washes names off walls, and leaves behind nothing but dust and … Read More
The Watchman’s Failure
Ezekiel: 33 “The word of the Lord came to me. “If the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet…then I will require their blood at his hand.” Cade. That was you. You stood on the walls of … Read More
Foundation
The scene unfolds in Cornerstone Church, where dim candlelight dances by the altar. Graves stands alone, his fingers brushing a crack along the pulpit’s edge. “They’re coming—three of them. Eclipse. The Night. Sunshine. Each clinging to a name they think … Read More
Ashes to Ashes
{We open to a flickering candle burning low atop a weathered altar. The light casts ghostly shadows across cracked stone walls. Graves stands alone in his chapel, his black robes hanging like mourning veils. The only sound is his breath.} … Read More