Author: Fellowship & Fairydust

Short Fiction

The Maiden of the Mountain

BY LUCY RUTHERFORD In the Mountains of Morning, long ago and long ago, at the edge of Day and Night, there once was a house built entirely of a single block of white stone, and it had no windows but only a door that was never any way but shut. The house stood in the …...

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Nonfiction

Notes from a Country Church

BY ELLIOTT MALIK For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office: So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another. – Romans 12:4-5, KJV Nestled in the shadow of the South Dorset Downs lies the parish of Bincombe cum …...

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Poetry

Into the Wind

BY JULIE BRANDON If I could make a wish Upon the first star in the darkened sky Or blow gently on a dandelion And watch as seeds caught by the wind dance out of sight If I could send a prayer to the heavens Hands lifted though my heart is heavy Through tears mingled with …...

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Short Fiction

There I Have Another Name: A Chronicles of Narnia Story

BY OPHELIA Lucy was the first to discover. Of course she was, she had always been the first. The first to discover Narnia, the first to discover Aslan, the first to keep faith, constantly and steadfast. She found His name when she attended a church service. She was still mourning the loss of Narnia, mourning …...

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Poetry

I Think I Will Wear Red

BY RAY E. LIPINSKI I sit in this cell, my fate has been set The priest exits, my confession heard. My journey to Heaven’s gate begins The summoner tells me my time has come It won’t be long now Some say I deserve this It is what fate has decreed But those are voices of …...

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Nonfiction

Resurrection Reality

Is believing in the resurrection of Christ optional?

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Poetry

What Happened to the Guards Posted at the Tomb?

BY LAWRENCE “MACK” HALL Perhaps the duty officer had it in for them: Some privates, a corporal, maybe a sergeant Grousing about pulling a night watch And in a Jewish cemetery – why? No one agrees if they were temple police Or Romans, for special duty detached What time they were posted, how many there …...

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Poetry

Still

BY HEIDI FAITH Still (My son was born in the first trimester.  His birth day is Good Friday) He healed disease. He taught people to see. But — or is it ‘and’ — the most important thing He did in His life was die. Water and blood poured out and the mess and the labor …...

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Poetry

The Afternoon of Emptiness

BY AVELLINA BALESTRI “And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all men unto me.”—John 12:32, KJV *** And so it returns: The afternoon of emptiness, When the holy water is drained And the heart of Christ gushes forth. Yes, the great emptiness, As God abandons His temple And the sanctuary …...

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Poetry

Pontius Pilate and His Dog

BY LAWRENCE “MACK” HAll When a man’s worked all day in signing off On having any number of his fellow men Imprisoned, flogged, branded, imprisoned, or chained He’s happy to come home to his good ol’ dog The master whistles, his happy dog barks Man and beast in happy concord meet Playfully tussling in their …...

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