Homeless
She noticed the sticky note on the mirror, as she always did, and though the words were not from her religion, it was still comforting to know the woman who had opened her home to her was god-fearing. Continue reading Homeless
Category: Saturday Devotion
Mourn
You’re not gone you’re still here
With me all the time
You’re still here
When I close my eyes
I still see you I still feel you
Dianne Warren, Still Here Continue reading Mourn
Needy
It seemed as though it took all her strength to knock loud enough to get through the pounding music. God. Maybe it was a prayer. Continue reading Needy
Jealousy
She could still feel the jealousy, curling around her body, a restless snake, making her nauseous, prickling down her spine. Stifling a sob set another tight wave of pain even through her aching body. Continue reading Jealousy
Hurt
He had been so eager to show off that afternoon, taking his bike over to his lover’s place. He could feel his face grow hot with the shame of it, his chest begin to ache. Continue reading Hurt
Distress
She ducked her head down. He did not need her crying, he needed her hope, her can-do, he needed the mamá who had cheered at all his home games, who had thrown him a giant party when he graduated, who made over every new job. Continue reading Distress
Pressure
There was a chorus of “dad! dad!” from inside, then the snick of the lock and the door yanked open. They threw themselves on him, knocking his phone down as he patted their heads, Continue reading Pressure
Stumble
But she couldn’t sleep. The bed spun. She felt woozy and nauseous. Too tired. Too wired. And all she could think about was the line of pain going up her neck and driving its spike into her head. Continue reading Stumble
Ache
“I’ve had a hard time with some of my fellow Christians,” he said softly. “It’s hard not to build up a wall. But I’ve met some really great believers, too. They don’t all agree with me about stuff. But they love me.” Continue reading Ache
Changes
“Aren’t you, like, a Christian?” It was making no sense. He took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes, as though that might help. “I mean, aren’t there rules, or something?” Continue reading Changes
