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Have you ever heard of a short story called "The Porcupine Whose Name Didn't Matter"? (Original Post) Bertha Venation Aug 2013 OP
- - - In_The_Wind Aug 2013 #1
Have you read it? Bertha Venation Aug 2013 #2
Not that actual story but in researching it I came across this: In_The_Wind Aug 2013 #4
I can't read this. Bertha Venation Aug 2013 #5
No... Curious now. Xyzse Aug 2013 #3
Author Martin Bell Bertha Venation Aug 2013 #6
Alright, I guess I'll check it out Xyzse Aug 2013 #7
No, what's it about? Bertha Venation Aug 2013 #8
Well it is semi-spiritual but not in a fundamentalist way Xyzse Aug 2013 #9

In_The_Wind

(72,300 posts)
4. Not that actual story but in researching it I came across this:
Thu Aug 8, 2013, 12:47 PM
Aug 2013

The Book of the Dun Cow by Walter Wangerin, Jr.


She put her soft nose against him, to nudge him into a more
peaceful position. Gently she arranged his head so that he might
clearly see her. Her sweet breath went into his nostrils. . . . The
Dun Cow took a single step back from the rooster then and
looked at him. . . . Her eyes were liquid with compassion—deep,
deep, as the earth is deep. Her brow knew his suffering and
knew besides that, worlds more. But the goodness was that,
though this wide brow knew so much, yet it bent over his pain
alone and creased with it.
Chauntecleer watched his own desolation appear in the eyes of
the Cow, then sink so deeply into them that she shuddered. Her
eyes pooled as she looked at him. The tears rose and spilled
over. . . . He watched—felt—the miracle take place. Nothing
changed: The clouds would not be removed, nor his sons
returned, nor his knowledge replenished. But there was this: his
grief had become her grief, his sorrow her own. And though he
grieved not one bit less for that, yet his heart made room for her,
for her will and wisdom, and he bore the sorrow better.

Bertha Venation

(21,484 posts)
6. Author Martin Bell
Thu Aug 8, 2013, 12:52 PM
Aug 2013

It's in a book called The Way of the Wolf. It's some Christian thing (I used to be a fundy) but the story stands by itself with no religion - and there is none in the story.

Xyzse

(8,217 posts)
9. Well it is semi-spiritual but not in a fundamentalist way
Thu Aug 8, 2013, 02:27 PM
Aug 2013

Amazon Description:

Mackenzie Allen Phillips's youngest daughter, Missy, has been abducted during a family vacation, and evidence that she may have been brutally murdered is found in an abandoned shack deep in the Oregon wilderness. Four years later, in this midst of his great sadness, Mack receives a suspicious note, apparently from God, inviting him back to that shack for a weekend. Against his better judgment he arrives at the shack on wintry afternoon and walks back into his darkest nightmare. What he finds there will change his life forever.


I know it isn't much in regards to description, but it was pretty good.

The God in this book is a Black woman. It kinda upset some fundamentalists actually.
I read through it, in one sitting. It is a quick read.
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