HeyJaredArthur’s Substack
A substack focusing on the books of Arthur Yeomans, publishing on Wise Path Books. So far mostly short podcasts of the author reading his own books,
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Walking In (opens the original)
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Song 8:14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.Lady Ambrose sat on her bed, with a book in her hand, and stared at the communication door. How many times had her husband come through that door? Just walked through the door without the slightest thought of knocking. Or hesitation, at least as far as she could tell.She put down her book and took three steps toward the door, then stopped and walked back toward her bed. Then she stopped ag
Return (opens the original)
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Song 5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.Hadassah stirred, then sat up. Surely she had heard something. Sleeping alone in this big house made her nervous. She hadn’t imagined she would miss her husband just so… yes, she had heard something.She raced to the window and looked out. Sure enough, there was a carriage coming
More with Artist (opens the original)
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Proverbs 21:8 The way of man is froward and strange: but as for the pure, his work is right.She felt like she could sit and watch this man paint for hours. Well, that was silly, she did sit and watch him paint for hours. Or, rather, she watched him paint for a few minutes and then went for a walk or something and then came back and watched him paint some more. Who could watch someone paint for hours?They rarely talked, but when they did, it was usually something deep… on his part. She didn’t thi
Bookshelf (opens the original)
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Song 6:1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.Dearest Husband,Hadassah wrote… although she didn’t believe it. This would make the third letter she had written since he had left, and he hadn’t replied yet. But she didn’t see how she could properly write all of her friends and sisters and the like and not write her own husband. If nothing else, the staff would see it, and rumours would start.The weather here ha
Feelings (opens the original)
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Proverbs 16:2 All the ways of a man are clean in his own eyes; but the LORD weigheth the spirits.Nara was busy inside, so Lady Ambrose was left to watch the artist by herself. He was working on a marvellously detailed sketch… or pencil drawing… she never did understand the difference… of a corner of the house, but which included the creek. Truly, it was beautifully done.“So, as my only audience tell me, what does this say to you?”Lady Ambrose started. She had been so busy focusing on the drawing
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