Stars are seen falling from the sky, bright streaks, burning through the atmosphere – now you see‘em, now you don’t. But upon close examination, the streaks across the night sky are not stars at all. They’re bits of space dust and rocks called meteoroids, ignited by friction either burning up in the sky or crashing to the ground as meteorites.
Martin, though demanding attention during his meteoricbackward fall off the organ bench, didn’t light up the sky norburn up before crashing to the ground. And upon close examination, he didn’t feel the back of his head meet ceramic with a sickening thud. Martin lost consciousness on the way to earth – victimized by lack of sleep, lack of nourishment, and no lack of guilt. His father always warned him about ministering to the people of God absent proper atonement. Although the actual time from his loss of consciousness to hitting the floor was only seconds,
