This is a narrative account and should never replace the facts written in scripture. Today’s story can be found in Matthew 8:14-15.

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In a small village filled with the darkness of the night lies a humble home with a small shining light. It’s just bright enough to reveal the face of the elderly lady laying beside it. A lady who was so full of life and joy. Someone who found joy in cooking and making people feel welcome at her home. She has been bed-ridden with a high fever for a few days now.

The night no longer holds the promise of comfort. She spends too much time in bed, warm and filled with pain. With very little effort she begins to remember the promises from her forefathers. The ones that patiently waited for their promised Messiah. Just like them, she waited… not for her savior, but for her health. It had been too long and too painful to get up any more and it was becoming more alarming as the days went by.

The next day, she opened her eyes to the voices in the crowd just outside her window. Feeling worse than she had before, she found enough strength to pull herself out and sneak a peek through her window. There was a crowd making too much noise. Among the loud bunch was her son in law. She looked over to her bedside and found a cup with just enough water to provide her tongue enough strength for her to say aloud, “this is the man my daughter married… The kind that brings loud noises to her sick mother in law?”. She takes the last sip and puts the cup down and her head back in her pillow.

She drifts away into sleep.

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This is a narrative account and should never replace the facts written in scripture. Today’s story can be found in Acts 7

We are protectors of the faith! Free men who hold to the precious law of Moses, and the sacred scrolls. We are Cyrenians and Alexandrians and Cilicians. If you defile the law of Moses, you have to deal with us, and we are men of law and men of violence! Be warned pegan men, for with the words that you speak, you will be bringing condemnation upon yourselves.

Today, we are instructed to approach a young man called Stephen and forbid him of speaking against us. He has continually defiled the law of Moses and we have heard him speak blasphemous words against Moses and against our God. A punishment that is worthy of death.

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This is a narrative account and should never replace the facts written in scripture. Today’s story can be found in Genesis 7.

I can barely open my eyes. My eyelids have gotten a bit heavy. Surely, all the wine and food have contributed to this.

I hear a whisper, “I had a great time last night”. I look to my right and there lies a beautiful naked woman by my side. Wait, there’s another one on my left arm. Ah, now I remember. We had a fantastic time last night.

If only I can find enough strength to get up before crazy Noah comes screaming. I think it’s about time we grab the old man and just drown him by the river. After all, he’s the only one that talks about this “God”. We have long rid ourselves from this philosophy. We were created for fun, love, and to fulfill our greatest pleasures.

“Come, lets get into the ark, Repent! The flood is coming, the heavens will open today!”

I find enough strength this morning to yell back, “get away from here you crazy old man”.

He finally decides to run away and get inside his big ark. What is an “ark” anyway? Crazy old man!

All of a sudden, I feel something in my head. I reach for my head as a drop of water sneaks down into my brow.

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This is a narrative account and should never replace the facts written in scripture. Today’s story can be found in Judges 7.

Day after day, we move closer to our enemies. Gideon has already called us all to bear arms for our people. I have never been so terrified in my life.

All I can think about is my young wife and my 5 children. My lovely bride of seven years. How I miss her embrace. Little Miriam, always so helpful. My baby Shamal was just starting to take his first steps. I may never see him again. I miss them so much.

Now that Gideon has asked us to rise early in Harod as we prepare for war, my stomach turns and my knees buckle. I try very hard to hide my fear from my men. But I secretly cry myself to sleep every night since we left camp.

The following morning, as I started to prepare my sword and shield, Gideon gets up and has a message from the Lord. He gets on top of the stone and looks at us. His look worried me. He proceeds to open his mouth and says:

“Whoever is afraid and trembling, let him return and depart from Mount Gilead.”

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This is a narrative account and should never replace the facts written in scripture. Today’s story can be found in Job 2:9-10

Woman Yelling

I have lost too much, I have wept too long to keep hoping. There is no rest for my soul, the fountain of tears has dried up. All I see is my husband dry up like a dessert. His disease is despicable, the stench awful, and even worse, his hope is pitiful. We’ve lost too much to look up. We have become a spectacle before our friends and neighbors. Where did we go wrong?

Today is the day! I will finally speak my mind. I will head out there and break my silence. I will no longer stand on the side of hope during so much heartbreak and he needs to man up and realize his mistake. Look at him… praying, weeping, hoping. Meaningless words to an absent God. What a shame!

I look at his disgusting face, his melting skin and I manage to get enough energy to talk to him. However, I had too much pain and disappointment in my heart so yelling came natural. I scream “Do you still hold fast to your integrity?

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