An impressionist painting in red and black tones shows a man sitting on a couch in a dimly lit room, his expression filled with fear. Shadowy, indistinct figures loom around him, blending into the dark, oppressive atmosphere. In contrast, a faintly glowing Bible rests on his lap, symbolizing a glimmer of hope amidst the surrounding darkness. The rough brushstrokes and deep color contrast evoke a sense of spiritual warfare and divine intervention, with the shadows seemingly encroaching but held at bay by the light of the Bible.

“Whispers in the Shadows”

Jacob sat in the corner of his tiny apartment, staring at the worn leather cover of the Bible that lay unopened on his lap. He had never been the religious type. Actually, he still wasn’t. The whole “getting saved” thing had happened only a few weeks ago, and even then, […]Read more »

A detailed pencil sketch of a somber hospital room. At the center, a frail woman lies in a hospital bed, connected to an oxygen machine, her face showing a mix of anger and sorrow. Beside her, a teenage boy sits, holding her hand, with tears in his eyes. In the background, two men stand in quiet conversation, one older and one younger. The older man, calm and composed, appears to be a pastor, while the younger man looks more concerned. The room is softly lit, with deep shadows adding to the heavy atmosphere of tension and unresolved emotions.

“Bound By Bitterness”

The hospital hallway stretched out before them, cold, sterile, and seemingly endless. Every step Gabriel took echoed, bouncing off the polished floor and fading into the antiseptic air. His father, Pastor Samuel, walked beside him—quiet, steady, his face etched with the weariness of a man who had seen too much. […]Read more »

A dimly lit hospital room with flickering fluorescent lights is depicted in a pencil-sketch style. In the center, an elderly man lies in bed, his face frozen in terror, gripping the sheets tightly. Dark, shadowy figures loom at the foot of the bed, barely discernible but ominous. Several frightened family members stand to the side, watching in horror. The room is cramped, with medical carts and a partially drawn curtain hinting at another bed nearby. The sketch uses sharp lines and dramatic shading to enhance the eerie, supernatural atmosphere.

“The Final Hour”

I’ve seen death many times. You get used to it working in hospice. There’s a pattern to it, like the soft ticking of a clock. Time winding down, second by second, until—stop. It’s not usually a violent thing. Most people slip away quietly, surrounded by family, love, or at least […]Read more »