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Sunday morningA Poem by james l navasding dong the church bell chimesla la the choir boy rhymes,amen the preacher leadsbegging he upstairs forgive our evil deeds,babe in the corner scream.. |
Angels of DonegalA Book by LewiWhen human error causes a divine disaster, the only hope left is a group called the All Swords. Follow an All Sword named Saul as he tries to protect.. |
Liturgical YearA Poem by A Shared NarrativeThree haiku poems highlighting seasons in the Christian church |
Jesus EncounterA Poem by Rosegal95Words I had spoken over me. |
Supposedly GoodA Story by justdandyOne eye, two eye, no eye. |
Ecclesiastical EnigmaA Poem by ArriannaReligious people make me want to vomit sometimes. |
Recession: GuardA Story by AerabithPaulette, A 7’6 creature of pure muscle, recounts the time she was hired to kidnap and guard a prisoner, saddened by the fact that she will neve.. |
God SentA Poem by Cynthia JonesGod Sent Religion is personal I pray to a God I believe in but only when I need it Church is good but I can’t help but doze.. |
Keeping Hope and Faith AliveA Story by Stephe R. SeedeMany doubters wondered... "Is God Real?" Many believers struggle with their faith on a daily basis as they go through their daily trials and tribulati.. |
Forgive meA Poem by TamikaThis is just a very short, basic poem. The inspiration of this was very small, on a movie I was watching a woman went to confess her sins. I automatic.. |
GRISELDA AND THE MAN OF GODA Story by Peter RogersonMaybe it crossed Griselda's mind that the church ought to be able to afford to repair its won roofs.... |
my churchA Chapter by Lyn Andersoncrossed my mind when I heard this song |
Italian Church BellsA Poem by Emily LItalian Church BellsAs the dawn of Italy began to rise above the hilly countryThe sound of Italian Church Bells began to sing through the cityEchoing .. |
Kalis ng Kasalanan (English Version)A Story by Victor MakataMy name is Rey Cristanato; I have sinned; I regret it; All I ask for is forgiveness; But what I get is more than I ever wanted. |
The ConfessionA Story by AntoñyoMature-minded only, please |
Looking for SalvationA Story by VictorianaYour love broke my bones, made my skin itch and my feet bleedFrom walking on broken glass in hallways -I went to church and shut my eyes, I clutche.. |
UnchurchedA Poem by Marianne RoseThe contrasting poem to "Remembering a Friend", my experience of churches |
Beer and Older WomenA Story by R.Guy BehringerA memory of my youth growing up in a small town and attending a small church. A memory of youthful misdeeds and great friends to do them with. |