by Sarah Earlene Shere, ©2023 (Mar. 31, 2023) — It all began so long ago when Holy breath first spoke them life,Brilliant green of flutt’ring leaves that knew not death nor witnessed strife. Then gentle fingers plucked the fruit and sent the limbs to quiver,Sending ripples down the trunk and causing roots to wither. Ages […]
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Of Angels and Shadows
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2023 (Mar. 3, 2023) — Little Ida sat in bed, covering her eyes,She begged me, “Make the shadows go,” as we said our goodbyes. I smiled and encouraged her, she had no need to fear, for shadows are the angels’ backs showing they are near. They gather ’round when […]
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The Letters
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2023 (Feb. 24, 2023) — [See the previous installments of this story here.] February 26, 1864 Dear Little Heart, When uncertainty arises, nestle against the heart of Who you know God is, and pray. The same can be true of your beloved. When outside forces and changeable feelings are […]
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The Letters
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2023 (Feb. 17, 2023) — [See previous installments in this series here.] February 19, 1864 Dear Child, I have felt it laid upon my heart by our Lord to address the subject of worship. You have mentioned, in the past, a concern that your devotion to your beloved may […]
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The Letters
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The Letters
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2023 (Feb. 3, 2023) — Particles of dust danced around the solitary lightbulb that I had set to swinging by pulling its chain. Looking up at the cobweb-draped mirror across the attic, I was startled to see a woman’s reflection (not my own). She sat in a chair at […]
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Little Star
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The Three Sillies
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2023 (Jan. 20, 2023) — Once upon a time, there was a farmer and his wife who had a beautiful daughter; she was engaged to marry a wealthy traveler. One evening, when the beau had come to enjoy a supper with his intended and future in-laws, the young woman […]
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Carol of the Dragon
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2023 (Jan. 13, 2023) — Break not the circle of the beasts within the fairy hall,But stand in shadows, hold your breath, and listen to their drawl. With gentle stroke they bob their heads and swish their massive tails,The gold which lines their palace walls reflecting in their scales. […]
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The Traveling Companions
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Between Space and Time
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Dec. 30, 2022) — The Continuum Chamber Father Time made his way, silently, his long robes gliding across the forest floor. Melodic hums and tinkling chimes mingled with the songs of small birds and the gentle babbles of a far-away brook, while fairy lights lit his way through […]
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The Lamplighter’s Gift
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Dec. 24, 2022) — [Editor’s Note: See the previous parts of this story here.] Conclusion “Together, we’re bringing light to our world, just like Christ did!” Phineas could almost hear his little Cordelia’s voice as he lit the candle stub at the center of the wreath. The tears […]
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The Lamplighter’s Gift
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Dec. 23, 2022) — [Author’s Note: Stay tuned for Part 5, the conclusion of “The Lamplighter’s Gift” tomorrow, Christmas Eve!] [Editor’s Note: See the previous parts of this story here.] Peace With a heavy heart, Phineas lit the fourth candle and closed the glass of the lamp. Looking […]
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The Lamplighter’s Gift
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Dec. 16, 2022) — [Read previous installments of this story here.] Joy Smiling at the golden-haired girl making her cat wave from her upstairs window, Phineas returned the gesture. The child looked a little healthier and happier this day. Phineas snapped the glass of the lamp shut and […]
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The Lamplighter’s Gift
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Dec. 9, 2022) — [See Part 1 here.] Preparation The icy wind blew through Phineas’ thin coat as his stiff fingers fumbled with the second candle stub that he was about to place inside the lamp. Suddenly, it fell from his hand and down to the snow beneath […]
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The Lamplighter’s Gift
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Dec. 3, 2022) — Hope The sounding of the hour from Big Ben echoed across London as the lamplighters plied their trade in the glow of the setting sun. The younger men raced through the streets, making bets with each other on who could be done faster, while […]
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Of Pumpkins and Pixies
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Nov. 25, 2022) — [See the previous installments in this series here.] “Thursday, November 26, 1863, “I cannot thank God enough for the miracles I have seen today! After nearly two decades of wishing and praying, my family and I came together for a day of thanks, knowing […]
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Of Pumpkins and Pixies
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Nov. 18, 2022) — [See Part 2 here.] Sarah laughed as Snicklefritz tumbled off her desk, tangled in red satin ribbon, sending envelopes flying. He lowered his head as she bent over to pick up the letters. “I’m sorry, Sarah.” The elderly lady smiled as she consoled him […]
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Of Pumpkins and Pixies
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Nov. 11, 2022) — [See Part 1 here.] Sarah laid down the paper with a sigh. More bad news, worse than bad, it was tragic. She watched the rain drops racing down the window beside her, leaving tracks behind them. “It’s as if Heaven cries with us,” she […]
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Of Pumpkins & Pixies
by Sarah Earlene Shere, Hosanna Heralds, ©2022 (Nov. 4, 2022) — The tiny door of Mother Bramble’s house flew open wide, sending in a gust of wind and a yellow leaf. Mother Bramble caught the leaf just before it reached her best china (which, in truth, were bits of broken dishes her late husband had […]