Faith Richardson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2022

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Thank God” by Faith Richardson

Submitted to Contest #230

“Hey honey, can you drive for a bit?” James touched Liz’s knee and she jerked to attention. “I have a bit of a headache coming on and I’d like to close my eyes.” “Of course.” Liz closed the laptop she had perched on her crossed legs as he pulled the blue Chevy Trax into the gas station just outside Childress, Texas. She was so focused on the story she was typing that she didn’t hear his request until she felt this hand on her knee. He stepped out and moved to the back of the Trax to refuel while Liz headed for the bathroom. She returne...

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“Pinky-Swear” by Faith Richardson

Submitted to Contest #186

This story gives some explicit description of Jesus's death on the cross. “God?” “Yes, child.” “How can you love me after what I’ve done?” “What exactly have you done, child?” “Oh, God! Please don’t make me say it out loud.” “It needs to be spoken in order for others to hear.” “But why would you choose me? I’m nothing. I’m no one. I have done horrible things and horrible things have been done to me. I am blemished, bruised, and battered, standing before you in filthy rags. Why would anyone listen to me? I am not worthy.” “ ...

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“Vibrantly Shining” by Faith Richardson

Submitted to Contest #181

I’m standing at the corner where life intersects easy...NOT! God says it's supposed to be hard. So, even when I strive to live on Easy Street, life's not...easy that is. The journey is rough, but God's path is straight not smooth. He promises that! I often stand in bewilderment at how life can unexpectedly throw us off balance. Sometimes I stand there, mouth agape, frozen in puzzlement and think can this really be happening? Did I just go from polishing my diamond to faceplanting in a cow pie at the bottom of the mountain? I was so focused...

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“Kindness Conquers” by Faith Richardson

Submitted to Contest #172

Liz kicked her feet up onto the hickory window seat her husband built and placed under the loft window years before. She rocked back in the soft, over-stuffed maroon Lazy Boy chair and stared out at the ponderosa pine forest she called her back yard. “Why do some of us experience emotions so deep from a bottomless well while others go through life never having seen the well?” She spoke out loud to God. She had never heard him audibly before, but maybe she would today. “What causes emotions to override reason? Seriously, I am a faithf...

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“Random Acts of Kindness” by Faith Richardson

Submitted to Contest #168

I sank in the rigid seat and pressed the side of my head against the cool window. I closed my eyes and hoped I was making the right decision. With only the clothes on my back and what little cash I had in my wallet, I ran. I changed my name. I dyed my hair, and I left all those people I knew back there. The scenery whizzed past me. It was intoxicating to watch yet sickening. I was mesmerized and shaken at the same time. I closed my eyes and prayed the train would go faster and get me further away. My heart raced in my chest and throat. I h...

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