© by Tom Gilbert — livingthesolution.com, all rights reserved
(Note: I wrote this story several years ago and I've decided to re-post it this year. I hope you enjoy it)
The night was peaceful. The cool, dry air accentuated the blazing star-filled heavens. The only noise was the occasional soft baaing from the sheep.
Ishmael tossed and turned on his bedroll. He was restless, but didn't know why. He wondered if he should just get up and join his brother who was watching over the flock on the hillside.<< MORE >>