Behold, He Stinketh

Over the last couple of days, I've been working on a scene for Crepusculum. It's been a journey, let me tell you. In fact, I'm blogging right now as a means of distraction. I should be writing. I should be finishing this scene. But it's pretty heavy, and I had to step away for a bit.

In my last post, I mentioned that I've chosen to work on Crepsuculum. Or perhaps it's more that God has put this story on my heart, and I have to get it finished. I feel inspired and dedicated to this story, which I haven't felt toward it before. I had the idea and a few scenes, and I knew the time would come when I'd want to work on this story. But I put it off. Until now.

The scene I'm working on is a retelling of Lazarus. Crepusculum, as I've said before, is an allegory of the Christ story. It's in a different universe with different characters, but it's intended to mirror the story of the greatest Man to walk the face of this earth. And it's intended to reflect the depth of love He demonstrated to us by giving His life in such a brutal way. What a gift!

(If you don't know about this amazing deed, shoot me an email. I'll be happy to share!)

My husband's favorite part of the Lazarus story can be found in Luke 11 of the King James Version. "Behold, he stinketh!" I couldn't bring myself to include that in my retelling, funny as it may be. So I am carefully crafting this scene. I want it to be an obvious retelling, but I don't want to plagerize God! (That was supposed to be funny...)

So now, I'm heading back to finish up this scene. I've distracted myself for a sufficient amount of time now.

Blessings!