Sharing stories of faith
This is a continuation of Rebecca’s story in Freedom? If you missed it, you can begin the story here. Or get the complete story here. ***** Rebecca knew that story well. She had lived it long enough. Countless times, she had woken up with that sharp, distinct, metallic taste in her mouth — it was … Read more Promise me life
The preacher’s wife came to church today with a black eye. We all had thoughts and opinions that we shared in whispers with each other, but no one would say anything where it really mattered. Because… what do you say? But more than a few of us could not resist staring— Some of the looks … Read more The Preacher’s battle
Well, almost…. I came here one day, recently, and my blog wasn’t here. But as I was already feeling some kind of way from getting a book out into an entire world, my reaction to the missing blog was somewhat different from when a similar thing had happened earlier (and let me tell you, doing … Read more So…it happened again
This is the final part of the story, Freedom? Read the first part here. Read the second part here. ***** She had been running, trying to stay away from the bright lights that lighted the area. Her intention was to find a church or some government institution that might still be open at that time … Read more Freedom? (3)
This is the second part of the story, Freedom? Read the first part here. ***** Rebecca took a deep breath, sent one more cry to heaven, and ran out of the house. She didn’t know the area. She had been brought blindfolded to this house after travelling for what had seemed like forever. Sometimes, it … Read more Freedom? (2)
Rebecca gasped as broken glass sunk into her flesh. In her bid to hide before her captors, drawn by the sound coming from the bathroom, swarm the place like bees, she had been careless about the pieces of broken glass strewn all over the floor. The plan was already in progress. Freedom beckoned. And anything … Read more Freedom?
These are strange times indeed. Strange and trying times — who knows what we’d wake up to, tomorrow? For some, the challenge is the uncertainty that pervades, and permeates almost all strata of society. For some, it’s fear. Some just wonder…. And some have refused to give up hope. I wonder though, what the place … Read more Is the Church awake now?
(Based on a true story) ******** She could hear singing in the distance— It was a sound she wasn’t very familiar with. A sound of… joy, maybe? Who would tell her? There was a time, many years ago, when she might have been in that number— Singing praises to God on a Sunday morning. Today, … Read more For daughters of the night
An entire world stopped in its tracks…. Who would have imagined this?— A while ago, maybe, before the present advancements in almost every field of knowledge— Almost, because after this whole time, this world still would not believe truth. They think they know. Their faith is in what the human mind can do. They have … Read more It only took a small, almost invisible thing
What is ministry? I mean, how would you define it, personally?— Not like what you think it means, but what does the true definition of ministry mean to you? While we’re considering that, I should also throw in these other points…. What does ministry entail? And to who are we answerable when we’re doing ministry? … Read more At some point, we’d need to have this conversation
I could not even begin to understand the depths of your story. It would seem like you are a woman in a world that’s within this world— It’s almost like a place no one else can reach. And sometimes, after you’ve done all you can, the belief that you might be trapped in this place … Read more To the woman who does not understand why
It started on a day just like any other day. “There’s nothing to worry about”, she was told every time she tried to express her concern. “Even the law gives us extra days of grace”, they assured her, “These things happen sometimes”. Something’s not right. She just knew. Beyond the physical, she could feel it. … Read more Twelve Years