Mark Thompson was an ordinary man in an ordinary town. He worked at the old steel mill on the edge of town—a place where the air always smelled like burnt metal and grease, and the sounds of grinding machines seemed to echo in his bones. It was monotonous, sure, but […]Read more »
Christian Fiction
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The house on Ember Lane had always been a place of warmth. Not just because of its old, creaky fireplace that crackled through the winter nights, but because it was filled with people who loved each other in their own ways. There were five of them: John and Mary, the […]Read more »
Has Communion become a ritual? Do we approach the table with a sober mind? What does it mean not to take communion “unworthily?”
She sat on her enclosed front porch on a Spring afternoon with her companion, who pinched her arm. Though the experience was unwanted and undesirable, she had learned to endure these petty torments from him. Over the many decades of their lives together, she would go somewhere else in her […]Read more »