Written by Jennifer Azubuike Oren waved again at the flies gathering on his leg; they dispersed and regrouped a few seconds later over the ugly sore on his right big toe. Since he was paralyzed from the waist down, the flies sucking at the sore were not painful. What bothered him was the sight of
Written by Jennifer Azubuike Soon after Jesus arrived in Jericho, he and his disciples prepared to leave the town. However, word had spread that Jesus, the healer, was in town; as usual, a large crowd quickly gathered and followed him. As he traveled along the road out of town, the crowd grew in size. A
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Written by Jennifer Azubuike Martha scanned the room again from her seating position on the ground, as if seeing it for the first time. Dr Drei always made her sit there during her treatment session for reasons best known to him. Her eyes rested on the middle-aged man carefully scribbling something down at his desk.
Written by Jennifer Azubuike Esther’s eyebrows burrowed into a frown as she reread the passage. “Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds,” “What are you reading?” Jibu spied from over her shoulders. “It’s the Bible verse I was assigned for the Youth conference.” She replied without looking
Written by Jennifer Azubuike Many years ago, a funeral procession from the village of Nain was heading towards a cemetery outside the village gate. The deceased was the only son of his mother, who also happened to be a widow. According to the story, many people from the village came for the funeral, indicating that
Written by Jennifer Azubuike —- “Faith! Where is Faith?” Ben called. “Faith? Who is Faith?” The librarian asked. “The teenage girl in glasses and a yellow backpack. She just came up the stairs.” “Oh! She walked to the fiction aisle to find a book. She should be around the corner.” “Thank you!” Ben waved as
Written by Jennifer Azubuike It was a hot July day. I was sweaty in my scrubs and was hunched over under the weight of a heavy backpack on the streets of Kensington. I was in a scrub because I was one of the young health professional students going around to give free basic health screens
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Written by Jennifer Azubuike While they ate, he stood near them under a tree. “Where is your wife, Sarah?” they asked him. “There, in the tent,” he said. Then one of them said, “I will surely return to you about this time next year, and Sarah your wife will have a son.” Now Sarah was
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Written by Jennifer Azubuike I am a big fan of Francine Rivers’ stories. I was reading one of her books when a short story told inside her main story caught my attention (yeah, she’s that good at plot twists and relaying messages). It is a story about a young woman with two shoeboxes. The first
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Elizabeth picked up her bookbag and slung it over her shoulders. Mickey looked up from her textbook surprised that she was preparing to leave the room again. “Where are you going?” “I have a meeting in 10 minutes.” “What meeting?” “A church meeting” “Girl! you just got back from a prayer meeting.” “Yes, this next