Coach Pinkel Penitent

Coach Pinkel Penitent

Here's a story I wrote before. I was waiting for an appropriate situation to use it in and sadly one has occurred. Sorry for your trouble Coach Pinkel, I hope you are well. Persevere, Gary; I know you have broad shoulders, soon you will be out of the dog house. Continue, continue old friend.

St Peter penitent by George La Tour-part one

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edward w pritchard

St Peter penitent by George La Tour is displayed at the Cleveland museum of Art. La Tour a French 17th century Baroque Painter, from Lorraine, now part of France disappeared from the historical record for 250 following his death. He left no writings explaining the painting known as the Tears of St Peter AKA St. Peter Penitent.

St. Peter sits wide eyed with hands folded mentally examining his life. He has previously denied Jesus Christ three times on the day Jesus needed him most. Yet, Jesus has given him the task of spreading the word of Jesus' gospel after Jesus' death.

St Peter in La Tour's picture looks humble as he summons his sorrows. La Tour has placed St Peter in his picture in a modest rural setting. Yet there is an element of optimism in the picture.
Penitence is an emotion that doesn't play well in modern times. Has the artist displayed the sublime emotion of penitence in St Peter's face?

All have sinned and fell short of the glory of God. Let those who have stumbled have the privacy to atone without the scrutiny of national judgment.


end part one

Coach Pinkel/ our take/ The Injured Warrior: Nesbitt Lake Tales

Here's what we wrote before about Coach Pinkel. Now we hear he's dropped the ball. Get back up Gary, the games not over yet. We think you showed a lot of class. Proud of you.


The Injured Warrior: Nesbitt Lake Tales

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edward w pritchard

When we were braves, he was the strongest, with the most will, stamina and energy. If he was along anything was possible and everyday activities seemed important.

In battle he killed only when necessary and was never disrespectful to a fallen enemy. If the homeland or village was directly threatened he could be ferocious, however, even then he wouldn't tolerate wanton cruelty to captives or torture of any sort.

Once after a fierce encounter with a distant tribe he had strained some muscles in his back and his rehabilitation took a long time. He would slowly run in a large circle around the camp with his back very straight taking small steps.

It took several weeks for the back injury to heal, but he returned stronger than ever, to the surprise of some, and much later when he was old, and in charge of things he was more tolerant of a loss in battle because of that distant injury near Nesbitt Lake.