Fount of Every Blessing

lightstock_170293_medium_peripheral_images“I never really knew what rock bottom felt like before…but now I do.”

“That bad?”

Michaela shook her head. “You have no idea.”

“Well, tell me about it, honey.”

Michaela looked up at the red-haired waitress.

The name tag on the pink apron said Eileen and the pot of coffee in her hand sent up hazy tendrils.

Michaela forced a smile of thanks. “You wouldn’t want to hear it.”

“Sure, I would.” Eileen sat down in the booth across the table, Continue reading “Fount of Every Blessing”

Quarter-Sized Love

bible open on pulpit 2(As seen in CFW Event #13)


It was the second step up to the podium that sent Marc lurching forward. He landed on a little plastic tree that had stood beside the pulpit for nine years without being attacked by a clumsy young pastor.

Deacon Barrett gave Marc a hand up and set the tree to rights before slipping back to his seat.

Marc nodded and murmured “thank you,” as he stepped to the pulpit.

He cleared his throat and pulled the microphone closer. Continue reading “Quarter-Sized Love”