The first thing to enter her mind as the veil of sleep lifts is her recent diagnosis. She looks down at the book in her lap and remains cradled in the easy chair. She runs her fingers over the book cover—treasuring how it feels in her hands. She lets her fingers linger over the spine … Continue reading The Lifted Veil: A Short Story
As she sat at her desk, the thought of her husband’s death stole the air from her lungs. She wanted to carry her weight, but gravity had multiplied seven times. She might as well have been physically ill, for the bodily fatigue was overwhelming. She barely had the strength to lift her arms to the … Continue reading In the Shadows of Grief: A Short Story
Nothing seemed unusual. He began his day as was his custom. He sat down with his wife, read a devotional, said a short prayer, and had a small breakfast. A few moments later, he kissed her and went out the door. While on his way, he texted a few friends with updates on the day … Continue reading Going Home Soon: A Short Story
When his wife found him, he had only been dead for a couple of hours, and there was a look of terror on his face. The night before, he had been reading an anthology of short horror stories. The first several he read were unimpressive. They all involved the typical horror clichés: murders, monsters, and … Continue reading The Horror Story: A Short Story
Had he seen what he thought he saw? The cold breeze rustling the fallen leaves only added to the chill in his soul. Had it not been for the few remaining minutes of nightfall, the long shadows of the trees would have been indecipherable from the darkness on the ground. As he looked back to … Continue reading Something in the Darkness: A Horror Story
I had nearly destroyed myself. I could feel the stress coursing through my body, and I knew the source. My love for the pleasures of this world was straining my soul. I had been seeking my meaning in them, and their uncertain nature made everything I was standing upon unstable, which had caused me to collapse in fear. Then something extraordinary happened.
Nothing held her attention more than the broken church light, and the irritation it caused ran through her entire body. It had been years since she had attended a worship service, and she could not focus. She wondered why she was even there. The church was smaller than she remembered. The other 43 people in … Continue reading The Broken Church Light: A Short Story
If someone were to walk by, they would see a man at rest on the Lord’s day. He is sitting quietly, soaking up the sun on a beautiful spring day. The birds are singing, and a pleasant breeze is blowing. His posture is relaxed, and in his lap sits his Bible. In his hands are … Continue reading Our Quiet Times are Rarely as Quiet as they Appear
The Fight of Faith 