In this moving post, we share an unforgettable story from Mark Eaton, author of And I Heard the Mourner Say. Join us as we journey through the life of Elijah, a young artist facing a devastating diagnosis of early-onset macular degeneration. With each fading sight, Elijah confronts the frailty of his dreams, the haunting beauty of memory, and the resilient hope that lights his darkest days. ...CLICK TO READ OR LISTEN
Jason lay in bed, weakened and restless, unaware that the thorns piercing his life were the very tools God was using to save him from himself. He lay sick in bed in the middle of the business day as the cool breeze from the window rushed over him. He wondered how it had come to this. It wasn't the first time he had been here, and he hated every minute of it, but before it was all over, he would bless the Lord for the very thing that laid him low. Life had been busy for Jason for months now. He worked for... CLICK TO READ MORE.
Looking back, he was unsure how he ended up here. He was working too many hours in a career he didn’t respect, with people of questionable integrity, but he was one of the privileged few. He had worked his way into the inner sanctum, but now that he had some time to get outside of himself, he began to question why he wanted it in the first place. CLICK TO READ MORE
He sat in church while the pastor delivered eternal truths but could not stay awake. Soul-saving exhortation was coming at him, but he was busy catching his head every time he nodded off. It wasn’t that he had had a busy week or even stayed up too late the night before; it was that he … Continue reading Stay Awake
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.
The Fight of Faith 