Jealousy, The Kiss & The Sun Shower

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com He read, "if a spirit of jealousy comes on him, and he is jealous of his wife who has defiled herself; or if a spirit of jealousy comes on him, and he is jealous of his wife, though she has not defiled herself." He was a priest so he was …

Happier Days

Photo by Roger Bultot It was late summer and for their second date, he took her to the street food festival.  Holding hands, they squeezed through the crowd.  “Lana, what would you like to try?” “The Greek Jewish food.” They barely finished eating the food when it began to rain.  Fortunately, he lived close by.  …

A Rainy Night

She sat there in the car watching the rain come down relentlessly, asking herself why on earth had she ventured out on such a miserable night?  Was she that desperate to find out if the rumors were true?  From where she sat, she couldn't tell if anyone was home.  There were no lights in the …

Stand Firm

Overhead the clouds are gathering with threat of a storm. They spread across the sky. When the they are full, they will pour out the rain upon the earth. Many of us like these kinds of storms. We like to watch the spectacular display of God's majesty as the lightning flashes and the thunder crashes. …

After the Storm

Father Kowalski and Sister Francesca were saying the morning prayers. "You look tired, Father," Sister Francesca remarked when they were finished. "Didn't you have a good night's rest?" He smiled. "How could I sleep with all that racket?" "Oh, you mean the rain?" "It was more like a storm. It kept me awake for a …

Our Strength

Blessed is the man whose strength is in You, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage.  As they pass through the Valley of Baca, They make it a spring; The rain also covers it with pools. They go from strength to strength; Each one appears before God in Zion (Psalm 84:5-7, NKJV). Photo by YURI MANEI from Pexels Our strength lies in the power of God's Word and His Spirit. Our …

Late

Where was he?  She pressed against the window, trying to see through the heavy downpour.  It would be dark soon.  He said that he would have been there forty minutes ago.  It wasn’t like him to be late like this.  She tried calling his cell again but there wasn’t any answer.  She tried his home, …

Relief/flame #writephoto

The sky is aflame.  Under the relentless heat, the cracked ground cries out for relief. Then, You in Your infinite mercy, command the clouds to empty themselves upon the earth. Praises pour forth from our lips when the first drops of rain fall.   This was written for the #writephoto Prompt – Aflame at Sue Vincent’s …

The Next Level

He sat in the dark living-room, watching as the rain fell, droplet by droplet down the windowpane.  He couldn't sleep.  All he could think about was her.  She was out there somewhere with another man.  Was she having a good time?  Did she have any idea of how much this was hurting him? It was …

Playmates/Clouds #writephoto

  “You’re in love with my grandson, aren’t you?” Mrs. Walker’s unexpected question startled Marlo and for several minutes, she was at a loss for words.  They were sitting in the drawing-room in front of a roaring fire.  The older woman had invited her to spend the afternoon with her.  She was rather fond of …

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