Death

I didn’t like looking at things like that. I like the way they’re explained, but not the presentation. Not the actual, tangible presentation that you can see. Maybe that man was saved. Maybe he looked up thinking, Lord, I commend my soul into your hands. Maybe all those unjust scoundrels were lost just thinking that …

He Is Risen

He was gone? He was gone where? Fear overtook Peter as he made out the words through Mary’s sobs. He glanced at John whose face was pale and gray. No, she had to be wrong. There was some mistake. Maybe she’d imagined it. He looked past Mary down the path, her words no longer registering …