By Fred D. White
When Joey saw the movie Samson and Delilah on his tenth birthday, he was of two minds about Samson. He loved how Samson’s prayer split open the sky. Loved how the Lord’s strength poured into his arms. And loved how he upended the chariots of his Philistine oppressors, crushed their skulls with an ass’s jawbone, and then snapped his chains like they were marsh reeds.
But when Samson encountered the lion earlier, Joey hated him for killing it.
Just as he hated his father for drowning Delilah, the tabby he’d cared for all his life, after she became half-blind and incontinent.
Loved the description of the film through the child’s eyes.
Well described..poignant
Beautifully done!
Like a good bourbon.
I’ll drink to that!
Riveting. Wonderfully executed. You had me from the first sentence.
You captured how it is to be “triggered” by past traumatic events. Very well written.
Fabulous
Love the Biblical parallel. Sad ending. Perfect.
Yes, fantastic analogy! Well done 🙂
Wow ? brilliant