“I’m wondering if we’re going to do anything about International Women’s Day in our church,” said Dr. Maggie Williams. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of anything in the story to anything in real life is purely accidental. Copyright © 2019, Henry E. Neufeld “Of course,” said Pastor Bill Allen. “I’m planning a…
There was this man, sitting on his couch. He wasn’t sure whether he was awake or not. He might have been dreaming. He might have been in that sort of half-way state some people experience when just waking up. But right across from his recliner, sitting there on the couch, was a man. The man…
“So how have you enjoyed our church?” asked Pastor Fred. He was the evangelism pastor for First Community Church, and he was out following up with recent visitors. “It was interesting,” said Ed noncommittally. Ed had taken his family to First Community Church two out of the last four weeks, and had said that any…
“I don’t know why it isn’t working.” The old man looked over at the young pastor. He saw a well-dressed young man, with an earnest but very troubled expression. “So that’s what you wanted to talk to me about? It isn’t working?” he asked. “Right. It just isn’t working, and I don’t know why. I’ve…
“Our church is shrinking,” said the head elder, “and it’s your fault.” Zeb didn’t respond immediately. He’d been summoned to the church board meeting, though when he’d used the word “summoned” the head elder had objected. “We just want to talk to you,” he had said. But it felt like a summons, and this felt…
“So why did you want to see me, Charlie,” said the elderly man after the preliminary social amenities were completed. “It’s been what, 25 years?” His tone was friendly, but his face showed disappointment. “I wanted you to see what we have happening here. Thirty-five years ago I received my call to ministry in your…
He was dressed in ragged clothing, more patches than original cloth. His face was covered with the stubble of several days without shaving. He looked like he should be cold but he wasn’t shivering. In fact, he looked peaceful. Tom saw the tramp out of the corner of his eye. He looked around to see…
[This is a work of fiction, and is part of my God-Talk club series. For more information follow the link. Also, I promised in my last God-Talk Club story that the club would discuss prophecy some more. This isn’t that post. I’ll get to it–soon, I hope. In another departure, this post was inspired by…
