Good morning, blog readers! I’m excited to talk to you again today. I know I’ve posted quite a bit this month. It’s unusual, but it’s been fun. Today, though, I have some exciting news! Not only do I have a mega-sale going on specially for the Christmas in July event, but I also have a book announcement to make! First, the sale. Continue reading
As you know, I have a new book! I wrote, edited, and published a short story in just three short days and you can now get it for free! Read on to learn more about it.
About the Book
And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it. His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow: And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.
No longer could I say I was lonely. But oh, how I wish I could! Who could have done such a thing to the Creator of the world? Who had so much hatred for Him? Continue reading
Christ Arose: A Tomb’s Tale
By Faith Blum
I am empty. Bereft. No one visits, no one comes near. The garden is a comfort in some ways. The beauty of the flowers, the trees, and the sky above. But I am lonely. Not like my brothers and sisters nearby. They have been used. They are filled with the bodies of their masters’ loved ones. Continue reading
About the Book
Winning story in Perry Elisabeth Design’s short story contest.
I don’t like change. I know most people get used to it, but I have never been able to. When Dad announced their move and I couldn’t go with them, I didn’t handle it well. Would I ever find the faith to be victorious?
Content warning: A character does attempt suicide, so please read with caution.
Paperback coming soon! Continue reading
The Halberg’s spent the next few hours in prayer as other people drifted in and out waiting for their own family members and then leaving to visit their injured.
Three hours after arriving, a doctor came in. “Are you Virginia Halberg’s family?”
Mr. Halberg stood. “Yes, we are.” He looked around the room. No one else was there.
“Won’t you please sit back down?” the doctor asked. “I’m Doctor Rodgers.” When they were all seated, he spoke again, “We did everything we could, but the bullet must have ricocheted. When it entered her body, it went in multiply places, including a piece that lodged an eighth of an inch from her heart. I left that one for last, but by then, she was gone. I’m sorry. The only consolation I can give you is that she died with a smile on her face. I’m not sure why…”
Margaret beamed. “That would be because she saw Jesus.”
Doctor Rodgers jerked his head her direction. “What?” Continue reading
Part two of my Christmas story. If you haven’t read part one, please do so before reading this section.
“Margaret, where is your sister?”
Margaret’s eyes grew wide as she looked around her, then back at her father. “I thought she went to find you.”
Margaret’s parents exchanged a frightened glance. “Let’s stay together to find her.”
They pushed their way through the crowded street. The Christmas Bazaar was especially crowded this year because of the unusually warm weather and the decision to move it outside. Continue reading
Today, Wednesday, and Friday, I am posting three parts of a short story I wrote for Christmas. It’s a very different type of Christmas story, but I hope you enjoy it.
How Great our Joy!
Christmas. A time for family, food, and fun. But what happens when tragedy strikes?
Ginny ran as fast as her small legs could carry her. Why had she left her parents and sister to look at the silver ornaments? She scraped her hands and knees on the ground as the man chasing her landed on top of her with a thud. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. Continue reading