(You can find the first part of this story here.) What am I going to do now? Peter sat alone in his darkened office, his head in his hands. He’d left the curtains drawn and the light off. Someone would be less likely to try to find him that way. The curtains of his soul…
Stories
Never Too Far (part 1)
Peter walked alone through the night. Glancing at the clouds, he pulled the collar of his jacket closer. Thunder rumbled. He picked up his pace. He’d parked just a few blocks from the office, so he wouldn’t have far to walk. Rain started spitting down. Peter ducked his head and sped up his stride. As…
A Love that Remains
(This is the final installment in a three-part series. You can find the first part here and the second part here.) 5 years later The scent of roses stung Natalia’s nose. She looked up to see Philip placing a bouquet of crimson blooms on top of the casket. He glanced over at her, and she…
A Hope that Endures
(If you missed the first part of this story, you can find it here.) Rusty couldn’t help but smile when he saw that Natalia had already set an extra place at the table for Philip. It seemed like every day God gave him another reason to be thankful for the woman he’d married. “Thanks, love,”…
A Faith that Sees
Knocking on the door of someone he hardly knew wasn’t on Philip’s typical list of things to do, but today it was the first task he needed to get done. Might as well get it over with. His bootsteps echoed on the porch boards as he stomped to the door and knocked with his fist….
Wishes
inspired by the song “Wishes” by Out of the Grey “I wish you could come with me.” Crystal cupped the phone to her ear as she gazed out the living room window, trying to determine if the gray clouds hovering overhead would be producing snow soon. She hoped not. The last thing she needed was…
The Carpenter’s Home
Long ago, the story is told, an old house stood alone past the edges of town. No one knew how long it had been there or who its owner was, only that the owner had left not long after it was built and never returned, and the house had remained empty ever since. Denizens of…
The Street Singer
“Mister, are you alright?” The voice of a child awakened him. Shaking his shaggy hair out of his eyes, he looked up to see its source. Standing before him was a little girl about six or seven years old, with eyes the color of a clear October sky and golden ringlets the shade of ripened…
Grace in the Wilderness (Part 2)
Squinting at the sunlight, I stared out the window, wishing the throbbing ache in my temples would go away. I sighed and turned over, burying my face in a pillow as hot tears leaked from the corners of my eyes. Nausea from the pregnancy had kept me in bed the past few days, and I…
Grace in the Wilderness (Part 1)
(inspired by Hagar’s story in Genesis 16:1-14) It would have been easy to slip away, and to this day I’m sure I would have given up the fight—if someone hadn’t reached out to me in my moment of despair in the desert. I will never forget what happened that day. The scenes are etched in…