A few of you have asked me for some of my shorter pieces of fiction. Please remember that all copyright laws apply.
In the fourth month of my pregnancy, I found out the son I carried would not survive. My husband and I chose to let God decide our child’s fate. I carried Aiden for nine more weeks. My little fighter–who never laid eyes on this world–taught me how to fight for my faith.
There was one witness at the cross that the Bible never talks about. An alternative look at the Passion of the Christ.
Our struggle is not against flesh and blood…