DragonKnights: Resurrection


Here is another excerpt from Dragon Knights: Resurrection


A jade colored dragon, Tatsu. flew over the city of Sychar. Satan had brought him here from his home planet of Ramajadin. From what he could see the people here seemed even more backward than the people and races from his home. He shook his head and roared as he reminded himself that Ramajadin was no longer his home. Instead this backwards planet was the place he would call home.  From the looks of things and what he had been able to ascertain in his short time here this people would be much easier to bring to Satan and ultimately enslave for his own evil purposed. He roared again as he flew in front of the sun. He watched the little people look to the sky and then run in fear into their little houses. It would be so easy to burn those flimsy buildings and kill the people, but that’s not what he was supposed to do. Instead he saw a stable and a lone cow. His stomach rumbled. It had been days since he had last eaten. One more roar, a blast of white hot flame and the stable was gone and the cow cooked to perfection. It was not enough but it was a beginning. He would need to find some more of these cows. His and Dryas’s eggs would be hatching soon and they would be hungry.

He swooped down and gobbled the cow in one large bite. Then flew off toward the caves in the mountains above Galilee.


Naftili walked back to the house. As he walked through the outskirts of town he felt someone grab him and pull him behind the house.

“What are you doing Naftili? Why are you chasing that Jew? Did your father not tell you to stay away from him?” It was old Jacob.

“Yes, Rabbi.” But you have heard him speak. Have you listened to him?”

The Rabbi released him. “Yes, yes I have. And I know how you feel. I want to hear more I want to be with Jesus all the time, but the Torah forbids us spending time with Jews. You should obey your father until we can figure out a way to do this thing.”

“Yes Rabbi Jacob, I know you are right, but the pull is so strong.”

“I know my boy. You go home tonight. Tomorrow come back and then we will find a way to see this Jesus.”

“All right I will do as you say. Until tomorrow and then we will find a way.”

Tell your father that the Rabbi wants to see you. He is a good man your father and you should not disobey him.

Good night Rabbi Jacob.

Good night Naftili.

He slowly walked the few blocks back to the house. It had been a strange evening and he was not sure what to think.

When he arrived he washed up again and went in the house and right to his bed. Abba must have been in the barn, because he did not see him in the house as he snuck through. His mother brought him some food. As he ate he thought about Jesus and Andrew and the other apostles. He thought about all the things Jesus said and about being introduced to Jesus by Andrew. How could these simple men be as bad as the townspeople said they were? They did not seem any different than his family. If only he could understand adults, but then again if he did understand them then he might never have gone to listen to Jesus.

He woke early the next morning before his father and rushed out to the barn to tend his chores and make up for missing work from yesterday. He thought about Imma and Abba and the townspeople and how tough things had been since Abba had been ill and Gavrielle had been taken. He felt bad for disobeying his father, but even in the cold light of dawn he still felt a strong pull to be near Jesus, to hear what he had to say.

When he finished his chores he cleaned up and went into the house. His mother was up and making their small breakfast and father must have been out doing some chores. He was not sure how he had not seen him, but figured he must have gone out while his back was turned. He sat down and table the bread and pheasant eggs that Imma had prepared.

“Imma, Rabbi Jacob had asked me to meet him this morning. He has something he wants to show me.”

“All right you may go if you have finished your chores.”

“Yes, Imma. Where is Abba? I did not see him when I was outside doing my chores.”

“He went to the caves. One of the sheep was giving birth and in trouble. Go on ahead and meet Rabbi Jacob.”

“Be back in time for dinner.”

“Yes Imma.”

Naftili scurried off to meet Rabbi Jacob. He was excited and hoped the Rabbi had a plan so they could listen to Jesus speak again. When he arrived at the temple the rabbi was nowhere to be found. His excitement quickly deflated like a balloon. He asked the baker if he had seen the rabbi. He responded that he had not seen the old busybody all morning, but if he did he would let Naftili know. Naftili walked away kicking at the stones on the hard packed earth of the road. He was not at all sure what to do now. He would go and find father and see if he could be any help with the sheep. as he walked up the hill to the cave he saw the crowd gathering again by the lake. He knew father was near and he dare not follow the crowd.

He continued to the cave. He saw his father coming out of the cave and ran to him. “Abba is everything all right. How are the sheep and the new lamb?”

“Yes they are fine. That Jewish man you are so enamored with and some of his followers came in early this morning with their herds and when he saw our distress they offered to he help us. He saved the lambs.”

“There was more than one.”

“Yes the ewe had triplets. Usually if there is more than two one will die. Yet this man, this Jew managed to save the third one and even convince the mother to care for all three.”

“But why would he help you? You are not a Jew.”

“I do not know Naftili. All I do know is that when I needed help he was there and he helped. Now we can go home to you mother and celebrate.”

F is for Faith and Forgiveness

F is for Faith and Forgiveness : We have Faith that through Christ’s death and resurrection we have been Forgiven. In turn we should lean on that Faith to Forgive others who have sinned against us, that includes ourselves.


Throughout all three books in the Palace of the Twelve Pillars trilogy Brandan and Joachim are faced with challenges to their Faith? Can they learn to Forgive each other and put their Faith in Asha (God) when Sidramah (Satan) seeds the path with deceit and treachery at every turn? Will they learn to trust Asha and themselves enough to defeat the evil that besieges them?


Two Callings: One God

Christina (Helgerman) Weigand & Cheryl Helgerman

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Two Callings: One God

Consider your own calling, brothers. Not many of you were wise by human standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. Rather, God chose the foolish of the world to shame the wise, and God chose the weak of the world to shame the strong, and God chose the lowly and despised of the world, those who count for nothing to reduce to nothing those who are something, so that no human being might boast before God. (1 Corinthians 1:26-29)

Recently I have been researching St. Andrew, St. Peter’s younger brother and the first apostle Jesus called. As I did my research on September 21, another pair of siblings crept into my mind. They were my sister Cheryl and I.

Twenty-three years ago on September 20 my younger sister died.

I was the oldest. In spite of that, she always seemed to be more suited to be the oldest. If you look at those studies showing traits associated with birth order, she had all the firstborn traits, even bordering on only child. I, on the other hand, placed lower on the birth order chart.

She did many things first as we grew up: she was the first to get a bra, the first to get a driver’s license, the first to date my husband, the first to go to college, the first travel the world, and the first to go home to God.

I felt for a long time that she was my parent’s favorite. I was envious of all that she accomplished that I was afraid to even try.

We grew up, and I got married and had a family. Cheryl joined the Air National Guard (much to Dad’s joy) and traveled the world.

We stayed in touch, but didn’t have that day-to-day, “I know what’s going on in your life” connection. It looked as if she had it all.

At her funeral in the small town of Mars, Pennsylvania, the line of cars from St. Kilian Church to the cemetery was several blocks long.

Cheryl knew many people and touched many lives. I don’t know for sure how she touched those lives. I vaguely remember hearing about a church connection in Alaska, where she was living when she died.

Whatever those connections, God believed she fulfilled her mission on earth and called her home that fateful day in 1989.

Meanwhile I traveled nowhere, married, had a home and children, and overall led a boring, complacent life. Or at least I thought so.

While Cheryl was in the foreground fulfilling God’s purpose, and I’m sure He had some purpose even if I don’t know what, I was in the background being prepared for mine.

Like Peter and Andrew, Cheryl and I had very distinct and different personalities. God chose each one of us because of those traits and in His time and His way has used them to further His message on earth.

Cheryl, like Peter, was a bright, shining billboard, with some rough edges that, when smoothed and polished, drew people to her and then to God. Both Cheryl and Peter made mistakes and stumbled, but drove straight ahead not fearing the risks, becoming bright stars for God.

I, like Andrew, am more cautious, pulling back and contemplating before I dive in. My light is slower to shine and sometimes may even be missed. But when it is realized, it shines as brightly for God.

God chooses all of us, whether a bright flash-in-the-pan or a slow starter He is molding you, working through you to achieve His glorious ends.

P.S. I didn’t mention in the article but my sister’s favorite holiday was Thanksgiving. So from my sister Cheryl and my family may you have a blessed Thanksgiving and a faith filled Advent as we anticipate the birth and life of our Lord Jesus.

All For the Glory of God

Christina Weigand