Tag: Faith Blog
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The Egypt Directory
Saydah had made herself a cup of tea, settled into her favorite chair, and was halfway through reading an article about drought-resistant landscaping when her phone rang. She glanced at the screen. Unknown Number. Normally, she ignored unknown numbers the way sensible people ignored expired coupons and suspicious text messages promising free cruises. But that…
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Low Volume
A Sasspoint Village Narrative By 6:48 a.m., Marceline Rowe had already ignored two phone calls, one twelve-minute voice note, and a text message that simply read: “Call me ASAP. It’s too much.” Nothing good had ever followed the phrase “It’s too much.” Especially before sunlight. Marceline lived in the quieter side of Sasspoint Village, where…
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Why Smart Women Disappear
Why Smart Women Disappear A Sasspoint Village Narrative By late afternoon, the café patios in Sasspoint Village were full of women pretending they were “just grabbing coffee” while secretly conducting emotional audits on everyone they had ever met. It was a respected local tradition. Near the corner window of The Grateful Griddle sat Selah Beaumont,…
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365 Hours
365 Hours A Sasspoint Village Narrative By Anita T. KumehScriptures, Sass & Stories™ Nobody in Sasspoint Village noticed the change at first. That was the interesting part. People always claimed they could “sense energy shifts,” but most could not detect an actual transformation unless it arrived wearing a crisis, a scandal, or a dramatic Facebook…
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The Cost of a Quiet Shortcut
In Sasspoint Village, reputation could open doors. But it couldn’t keep them open. Selene’s atelier sat at the best corner of Boutique Row, where sunlight caught every finished piece and made it look like a promise kept. Brides booked months ahead. Prom season filled every open space on her calendar. She was, by every visible…
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The Architecture of Alignment
The Architecture of Alignment A Reflective Narrative from Sasspoint Village When Zahara married Elias, the photographs were flawless. Crystal chandeliers shimmered above them.Champagne glasses chimed.Guests whispered, “Perfect match.” From the outside, everything aligned. But alignment is not aesthetic. It is architectural. White silk and gold rings,Blueprint hidden beneath vows.Foundation unseen. In the early months, they…
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Staged Holiness
Staged Holiness There is a holiness that knows its angles. It waits for late afternoon —for the kind of light that forgives everything,for the amber hush that makes dust look sacred. The Bible is openednot necessarily read,but opened —spine softened just enoughto suggest familiarity. A highlighter rests diagonally,as though it has recently passed through revelation.The…
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Don’t Ghost the Pew
Don’t Ghost the Pew — A Sasspoint Village Tale In Sasspoint Village, the pews had a reputation of their own. They were always occupied, always tended. Always carrying the quiet history of saints who had worshiped through droughts, downpours, and decades. But recently, a new murmur drifted through Boutique Row and along the Settle-Waters Boardwalk:…
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The Balcony Decision
Sasspoint Village™ The Balcony Decision In Sasspoint Village, engagements were almost seasonal. Every spring, someone was announcing. Every summer, someone was glowing. Every fall, someone was posting bridal portraits against the marina skyline. And every winter, the whispers began. “Still single?” Amara heard it without people saying it. She was accomplished. Elegant. Steady.Her linen blazer…
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Muted, Yet Bold Enough to Call
Muted, Yet Bold Enough to Call She muted the thread.That was the hint.The polite cough of modern boundaries. But then—📞 ring ring. Oh. So this wasn’t about communication.This was about access. She blinked. Smirked.Because nothing reveals entitlement faster than someone calling after you’ve already chosen silence. No explanations were drafted.No long paragraphs typed.No “I just…