The story of the ancient land of Verdenia at the beginning of the third age unfolds further with this, the third episode of the epic, The Minstrel's Song, in which the self-styled high priest, Quantos struggles to gain ascendance and reclaim the power to which he believes he is the sole and rightful heir. During his failed attempt (detailed in book two of the series) to quickly take control of the mysterious mountain realm with its marble-like temple of black glass a few people have gotten a taste of his ambition and each reacts differently; some such as the long suppressed priests are easily seduced by his dream of world domination; while others, mostly followers of the ancient spiritual teachings of the Aheemsa, vow they will never submit. In this volume as Quantos plots and schemes to take control of the two southern realms of Verdenia, first in the rainforests of Sakrodha where the people travel almost exclusively on the great river Ajara, and then in the deserts of Reelobha in the depths of which exists the abandoned capital of Baibek, an oasis where the priests control the magical object called the Scroll of Vigyan. This object is one of the powerful magical upayas originally constructed by the dark wizard Lavros in antiquity. While Quantos is developing his master plan, Laura continues the ancient peaceful traditions of the Aheemsa, the Master Minstrel, in whom dwells the wisdom of the immortals. So far she has escaped the wrath of Quantos because he does not see her as a threat, but other dangers lie in wait in the eastern kingdom of Ank ra where Quantos will begin to gather his army of mercenaries and assemble their terrible magical weapons.
Spirituality and science converge in this two-part story. Part one takes the reader on a search from the Rock River Valley of northern Illinois to Vietnam, from the trenches of World War One in northern Europe to the plains of India and north into the Himalayan Mountains where a young Erik Vard n, while searching for an ancient path of spirituality, finds a terrifying truth from the realms of cosmic prophecy that will challenge modern science. Part two picks up that prophecy with the personal experience of several scientists reaching back sixteen hundred years to ancient Alexandria, Egypt then forward into a future that could be just next week. Ancient conflicts are seemingly carried over from that Roman-ruled city into our modern high-tech world where religious dogma and ultimate Truth, whether scientific or Spiritual, are forever at odds.
A biography of retired 87 year-old James C. Sheppard, M. D. Born to a poor tenant farmer below Dothan in south Alabama's Houston County, he excelled academically and earned through his educational journey a medical degree, after which he served a four year stint as a U, . S. Air Force flight surgeon. Following separation from the military, he earned specialist certifications in cardiology and internal medicine. He then practiced in Fort Walton Beach, Florida for 37 years. On his farm near DeFuniak Springs, Florida, he collected and restored to like-new condition over 150 antique John Deere and Caterpillar tractors as a hobby. His collection is possibly the largest of its kind in the world.
Reverend Carl Boston sat at the funeral of his best friend and colleague, the Right Reverend Dr. Morgan L. Kendal. Morgan was forty-five years old. He left to cherish his memory, his wife Lorraine and their son Lester, who was sitting on the front pew with other relatives, numb and bewildered, staring straight ahead and focused on Morgan's bronze casket. Morgan was donned in full regalia, a bishop's cross around his neck and a bishop's ring on his right hand, although it had been a posthumous elevation. Carl ached inside, wondering what was so terrible that the only way out for his best friend was to put a gun in his mouth and pull the trigger... None of those that gave remarks at the funeral, including Carl, addressed the "why." Instead, they attempted to console themselves with platitudes such as: "He's resting in Jesus's arms. Even if he could, he wouldn't return to this evil and perverse world," and "We'll surely see him again someday." ...
Reverend Carl Boston sat at the funeral of his best friend and colleague, the Right Reverend Dr. Morgan L. Kendal. Morgan was forty-five years old. He left to cherish his memory, his wife Lorraine and their son Lester, who was sitting on the front pew with other relatives, numb and bewildered, staring straight ahead and focused on Morgan's bronze casket. Morgan was donned in full regalia, a bishop's cross around his neck and a bishop's ring on his right hand, although it had been a posthumous elevation. Carl ached inside, wondering what was so terrible that the only way out for his best friend was to put a gun in his mouth and pull the trigger... None of those that gave remarks at the funeral, including Carl, addressed the "why." Instead, they attempted to console themselves with platitudes such as: "He's resting in Jesus's arms. Even if he could, he wouldn't return to this evil and perverse world," and "We'll surely see him again someday." ...
A celebration of the life and ministry of Bishop James C Richardson, Sr., former presiding prelate of the African-American Oneness Pentecostal denomination, the Apostle Church of Christ in God with personal reflections on the history and development of that body.
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