Fiction Fest: A smathering of ‘The Gathering’

Gathering, The 2x3 webWe don’t have that big of an excerpt from Randy Lindsay’s “The Gathering: End’s Beginning,” but the headline made you look, didn’t it?

Now that we’ve got your attention, let’s take a peek into “The Gathering,” which is available in book stores and from online retailers.

EXCERPT:

Becky is the mother of the Williams family. This excerpt is from Chapter 5 and is the first point-of-view chapter for her. It establishes her personality and what an average day looks like in the William’s home.

Becky navigated the battlefield of morning-ritual and took a running headcount of the family members. When she came up one short, she instinctively routed herself to Sarah’s room and knocked on the door.

“Time to get up,” Becky announced through the door.

A faint, muffled reply signaled a successful wakeup call. With everyone finally accounted for she headed to the kitchen to start cooking breakfast.

Alright, she knew she was wildly off the mark. Her family had never marched on an enemy position—in the traditional sense. None of them were members of the armed forces. The truth be known, Becky didn’t even like military movies.

What her musings represented was Becky’s creative flair. Ever since she had watched “Saturday’s Warrior” as a teen, she’d pictured herself as a Latter-Day soldier of God. While she hadn’t faced any angry mobs in defense of her religion, or marched across a thousand miles of wilderness to test her faith and establish Zion, she did see the activities of everyday life as mission critical.

How many times had she heard lessons about how all us were troops in the fight against evil? The mundane, unspectacular acts of service that seemed so minor to most of us were in reality the actions of a true hero. Anyone might have a single shining moment with spectacular effect and be called a hero by many. However, the true test of a person’s mettle came in the form of small acts of kindness known only to those for whom it was performed. Or even those that went completely unnoticed.

Making dinner every night, giving the neighbor a ride to the grocery store, and taking a moment to comment on how nice a person’s hair looked were not the elements that filled the pages of heroic novels, but they were among the endless number of little things that made life better for everyone around Becky.