The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 12)

SELAH: IV It’s been three weeks since the debate at Radio City Music Hall. And tonight, Benjamin Dunwoodie hugs a beach pail with his thighs and dry heaves into it. Only a thimbleful of bile plops out into the bucket. There isn’t much left in him; he hasn’t been the same since Tanzania. “I amContinue reading “The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 12)”

The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 11)

XIV. …And Be Content with What You Have Three years before the Tanzania affair, Gideon Dodd thanked the man at the hardware store as he dropped two copies of a key into the preacher’s hand. He paid for the discounted wood scraps in his cart — they’d make nice whittling — and turned onto theContinue reading “The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 11)”

The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 5)

VIII. A Vain Man through Pride Causeth Debate It was small, this little playhouse stage. Big enough to put on Our Town but certainly not The King and I. Two podiums were on either side, flanked by the drawn and roped curtains. Dodd looked around, heart pounding, forehead damp and chilly. But no one elseContinue reading “The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 5)”