The Anointing at Bethany (Mary’s POV)

It’s been a busy week and this is shorter than usual but as promised, here it is!

*~From the house of God’s grace~*

It was six days before the Passover and Jesus, the Son of Man was having supper with us, in Simon the Leper’s house. Jesus was special to us. I would never forget that day when He raised my brother, Lazarus from the grave. It was something I would remember for the rest of my life. We’d all been grief-stricken but then Jesus came, full of love and hope and raised Lazarus from the dead. That wasn’t too long ago. But now, he was supping with us and Lazarus, healthy as ever, sat at the table with Jesus and His disciples.

Martha, hospitable as always, busied herself serving the people, but I had other things on my mind. Read More »

Jesus Walks on Water (POV of disciple)

I had this story in mind but wasn’t sure if I should write it. So, I asked my mum to name me the first one she could think of and she named this one so here you go! 🙂

*~From the house of God’s grace~*

My muscles strained, trying against hope to keep the boat steady as my eyes searched fruitlessly to make shapes out of the darkness. It was the fourth watch of the night, dark as the depths of a whale, and the wind was the strongest I’ve ever seen it be, stirring up the waters of the sea and creating waves that tossed us to and fro. It was all we could do to keep ourselves afloat and from the jaws of a watery death. Where was Jesus? He was the one who insisted we get in the boat and cross the sea but He didn’t come with us. Where is Jesus when you need Him?

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Jesus and the Woman with the Issue of Blood (POV of crowd member)

Not entirely proud of how this turned out but here it is.

*~From the house of God’s grace~*

“Did you hear? Jesus is here!”

“What? Where?”

“Wait! Who’s Jesus?”

“You don’t know? He’s the guy who has been healing people and casting out demons!”

“He’s just come back from across the sea, from the country of the Gadarenes!”

“Let me through! I wanna see!”

“There He is! Move out of my way!”

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Abigail, David and Nabal (POV of one of David’s men)

Not my most well written piece of work but here it is!

*~From the house of God’s grace~*

Whispers slithered through the group as the ten young men David appointed to send a message discussed how Nabal would respond. I kept quiet, holding my thoughts to myself. David was a great leader and all who were lost, distressed, in debt or discontented came to him. But ever since King Saul began chasing David to kill him, we’ve been running, which was how we ended up here.

Nabal’s shepherds had camped near us, in the wilderness of Carmel and David had given instructions not to take advantage of them, though we could easily overpower them and use the sheep as meat. We didn’t lay a hand on them. In fact, I think our presence protected them from people who would take advantage of them. After all, David had a reputation for being a skilled warrior. Shearing time was here and Nabal was holding a feast and since we were living on scraps in the wilderness, it was only sensible we asked permission to have a little of the feast Nabal prepared after the benefit we brought to his shepherds.

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Boaz and Ruth (Foreman’s POV)

“Who is she?”

The familiar voice of my master, Boaz, startled me out of my thoughts.

“Hmm? Who?” I asked.

Boaz pointed across the acres of ripe barley, the endless field spotted with reapers working hard to gather the sheaves as well as women gleaning, picking up what dropped to the ground. It wasn’t unusual for women to glean in Boaz’s field; he had a reputation for being kinder and more gracious than other field owners.

“That one there, whose young woman is she?”

My gaze shifted to align with Boaz’s finger and landed on Ruth.

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