Tag: Humor and faith

  • The Joy Route — Exit 17:22

    The Joy Route — Exit 17:22

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    The Joy Route — Exit 17:22 A Sasspoint Village Story by Anita T. Kumeh “Next stop—Heartland,” said Auntie Michal, flicking her blinker like she owned the interstate of life. We were on a spontaneous road trip. The kind that starts with, “Let’s just get out of town before somebody starts a monologue of murmuring.” The…

  • Without Permission

    Without Permission

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    WITHOUT PERMISSION A Sasspoint Village Short Storyby Anita T. Kumeh The lobby buzzed like a beehive in designer heels.Executives floated past one another, wearing name badges that were bigger than their humility.Every lanyard declared legacy.Every handshake calculated future mergers. And then— She arrived. Paisley couture.Gold boots loud enough to wake sleeping destiny.A leather-bound journal tucked…

  • When Eyes Turn

    When Eyes Turn

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     When Eyes Turn A Sasspoint Village Fiction Tale The “desert” was loud that morning. Not with people, of course—nobody sensible visited sand on purpose—but with rumors. Rumors that something extraordinary was happening out there in the dunes, past the point where phone service fainted and hydration struggled. The townsfolk of Sasspoint Village squinted through binoculars,…

  • Wi-Fi Faith: When Bars Are Low but Grace Still Connects

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    “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” — 2 Corinthians 12 : 9 The router blinked again—three red lights, one tired soul.I sighed, refreshed, repented, and still… no signal. Some days, faith feels just like that—spotty.We scroll devotionals, we whisper prayers, but somewhere between belief and buffering, we…

  • Two Addresses, One Building

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    There was a woman named Miss Lurlene Grace. She lived in a building that had two addresses—one on the front, one on the side. Nobody knew why. The mailman didn’t know. The neighbors didn’t know. Even the GPS just shrugged and said, “Proceed to the route.” Miss Lurlene didn’t mind. She liked mysteries. She liked…

  • Reuel

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    Reuel means “God is my friend.” Scripture: “ Inside the Tent of Meeting, the LORD would speak to Moses face to face, as one speaks to a friend. Afterward Moses would return to the camp, but the young man who assisted him, Joshua son of Nun, would remain behind in the Tent of Meeting.” Exodus…

  • Dove Eyes Chapter 6 – A House Full of Laughter

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    The church bells had long since faded into memory, but he still remembered the way her hand trembled in his as they said their vows. Not from fear, but from the weight of it all – two lives, two histories, seven children, and a prayer answered in a way neither of them could have scripted.…

  • Dove Eyes Chapter 5 – The Confession

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    He hadn’t planned to see her again, not really. But when the season’s final game ended and the kids scattered across the field in a blur of jerseys and laughter, there she was – standing alone, gathering water bottles into a bag. His chest tightened. For weeks, he had avoided her, convincing himself it was…

  • Dove Eyes Chapter 4 – Wrestling in the Quiet

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    Nights were the hardest. The house was quiet, his son asleep, and he was left alone with his thoughts. He opened his Bible, the same one he had clutched a year ago when his marriage had ended. The pages fell open to the Song of Solomon, as if by memory. “Behold, you are fair, my…

  • Dove Eyes Chapter 3 – Whispers in the Parking Lot

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    For a while, their conversations were light and easy – sideline chats about the kids, the weather, the chaos of weekend traffic. He found himself looking forward to those moments more than he cared to admit. But then came the whispers. It was after practice one evening, when a couple of friends lingered near the…

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