Ancient Words, Living Truth – Furnace of Faith
The trio huddled around the campfire, waiting for the inevitable. The sky matched the mood of the cult members—black and daunting. Even though the stars sparkled in the moonlight, giving off a spectacular display, they couldn’t lighten the heavy atmosphere. “You...
Ancient Words, Living Truth – Come Out!
Maebry squeezed his hand tighter, hoping for some sign. The beeping machines next to his hospital bed irritated her like an annoying fly. She wanted to silence the constant reminder of her husband’s condition. Maebry rested her head on his chest. And wept. Ten weeks...







