Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Faith. [More info]
Photo by Annette Meyer
~ Scott R. Rezer ~
From my soon to be released novel, The Haberdasher’s Wife:
She laughed to herself about the thought of her meaningless prayer. Despite an upbringing by the faithful friars of the church, she was hardly the sort God would listen to her prayers. She was never a praying sort of woman, nor devout in her beliefs, or mindful of anything else having to do with the church, though she did go to confession, but only to please her mother and to try the patience of Father Anselm. Ironic, since she and her mother had lived by the good graces of the friars of the Franziskanerkirche. Just that day alone, she had found herself praying several times for her mother that she would recover from her current illness. Prayer wasn’t a habit she had thought she would start at her age.
Use CleanWIP Magazine’s hashtag with lines from a work-in-progress and your tweet might be included in a https://t.co/yUHUbxZp23 collaborative article for authors who lean *clean* and readers who love them. The #CleanWIP theme for Sunday, March 1, 2020 is FAITH. pic.twitter.com/05VkYrmC7V— CleanWIP Magazine (@cleanwip) March 1, 2020
#CleanWIP (theme FAITH)— Katy Huth Jones (@KatyHuthJones) March 1, 2020
The only thing missing, in fact, was a child, but Bennet did not feel anxiety the way Joy occasionally did. He told her often he had faith God would bless them in His own good time, and they should enjoy these years of early marriage together.
#CleanWIP HALF PRICE BRIDE: Emily wished she could refuse the dentist’s proposal, but men had been in short supply in the South since the War Between The States.— Laurean Brooks (@Laurean2) March 2, 2020
Emily closed her eyes. “Lord, this will not be easy, but I will step out on faith and trust You. Thy will be done.”
~ Cherry Christensen ~
An excerpt from Love’s Full Circle: Kayden lifted her head slightly and observed the plane. She gulped and wadded a handful of Liam’s shirt in her fist.
“Liam, if we don’t make it…”
“We’re going to be fine,” he said, cutting off her words. “Have faith.”
Kayden’s knees weakened as she worried about the people on the plane. She tightened her grip on his shirt, stifling a scream. The balloon blustered again as smoke plumed in the cockpit of the plane.
“Listen to me,” she pleaded. “Things can’t end this way with us.”