Milk shot out of my brother’s nose, my dad sat stunned, my younger brother and sister fled the kitchen, and I broke out in a sweat. My mother only raised her eyebrows.
Tag: fear
Fear Gripped; Faith Motivated
Her fingers dug into her palms. She watched the Man pass before her. Her heart beat wildly in her chest. If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well. With her eyes fixed on the Man called Jesus, she entered the crowd.
The Man in a Hoodie
The early morning air felt cool and crisp as I set out on my usual walk. The sunflowers still had their heads bowed and a spider web at the base of a fire hydrant glistened in the first rays of the day as I headed toward the main road. I noticed a man in a hoodie walking towards me on the opposite side of the street. I ran my fingers over my front jeans pocket. I realized with a shudder that I had left my cell phone on the kitchen table. I avoided his eyes as he crossed over to Read More