A flash fiction story inspired by Street Store, a ministry initiative whereby multiple local churches in various cities partner with each other to serve precious people within their most vulnerable communities.

A flash fiction story inspired by Street Store, a ministry initiative whereby multiple local churches in various cities partner with each other to serve precious people within their most vulnerable communities.

A flash fiction story inspired by Street Store, a ministry initiative whereby multiple local churches in various cities partner with each other to serve precious people within their most vulnerable communities.

“Let there be love shared among us, let there be love in our eyes. May now Your love sweep this nation, cause us, oh Lord, to arise. Give us a fresh understanding of brotherly love that is real. Let there be love shared among us, let there be love.”

My beloved granddaughter, EmilyBoo, is five years old today.

Today marks 39 months (3 years and 3 months) since Carli, my beloved daughter-in-love, passed away.

A short story, work of fiction.

This year, all the babies born in 1995 turn 30 years old. Most of them will consider this birthday to be a magnificent milestone of maturity, almost like a rite of passage into the prime stage of their lives.

Thirty years ago a toddler at the top of a staircase spotted his daddy standing at the bottom of the stairs. He grinned from ear to ear, because down there was his daddy – the strongest, smartest, bestest best daddy in the whole wide world.