The Handprint on the Church Door
It was barely dawn when Ruth noticed the handprint. She had come early, as she always did on Saturdays, to clean the sanctuary bef...
Christian Stories
The Stranger Who Paid Her Rent
The eviction notice was folded neatly and stuck to the corner of her mirror, as if that made it less threatening. Mira stared at i...
The Day He Burned His Porn
It was a Thursday, gray and drizzling. The kind of day when everything feels a little heavier, a little closer to the edge. Daniel...
The Man Who Buried His Bible
The hole was no deeper than his forearm, but Jacob stared at it like it went straight to hell. He knelt beside it with the Bible p...
When God Spoke Through a Dream
The rain had been falling for hours, tapping gently against the windowpane like a soft, persistent knock. Inside the small cabin t...
The Day He Met the Man He Tried to Kill
He had memorized the sound of gravel under combat boots. It stayed with him long after the war ended, long after the uniform had b...
The Girl Who Forgave Her Abuser
It was spring when she saw him again—years older, slower, his face worn by time, but still unmistakably him. Ava stood at the back...
The Woman Who Prayed in the Jail Cell
The first time she prayed aloud in the jail cell, the others laughed. Not cruelly—more out of disbelief, like someone chuckling at...
A Pastor in the Bar at Midnight
The neon sign buzzed quietly above the doorway, flickering between “OPEN” and a barely-lit halo of burnt-out reds. Inside, the bar...
The Homeless Prophet
He sat every morning at the corner of 5th and Ash, wrapped in layers of faded wool and denim, clutching a walking stick smoothed b...