Tag: short stories

Based off of Esther chapter seven. “My Queen,” asked Xerxes, “what is it? What is your request—anything; even up to half of my kingdom is yours, if you ask for it. Anything.” Xerxes sipped his wine, leaning back on his pillow comfortably.  Haman sniffed from his seat, watching us...

“How much longer?” Emery asked for the fifteenth time. Mom looked at her in the mirror.  “Soon,” she said with a smile.  Emery bounced in her seat with joyous anticipation. After nine years of living in small-town Indiana, nine years of wondering, she was finally going to see the...

“Matthew,” Mom said, walking into my bedroom one day. Behind her stood my dad and my sister Lucy. They all wore shy, excited smiles. Lucy had her hands clasped and she kept discreetly wiping her eyes and sniffing.   “What’s going on?” I asked, standing up.  “We…” Mom paused...

Once upon a time, in the kingdom of Ulambria, a boy was born. His dim-witted parents, (who just happened to be the King and Queen) named him Prince Pumpernickel the Pitiful. But that was a mistake, because he wasn’t pitiful at all. Nor was he a pumpernickel. But no...

Emery stared blankly at her father, then back at the jar, then at her father again. “It’s not doing anything,” she stated. “Just wait,” said dad, picking up the jar gently and turning it. “See this here? It’s called a cocoon.” He set the jar down again, his eyes...

Look at the birds of the air; they do not reap or sow or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Matthew 6:26 I’ve been planning what to write on this blog for a long time, and...