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1540+ Christian Short Stories to read

Submitted by writers on Reedsy Prompts to our weekly writing contest. If you’re looking for the best Christian short stories, whether they’re funny, didactic, or inspirational, this page is for you.

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snowy drive

Submitted to Contest #66

Mason was driving on a country road to his aunt Felicia's house when a blizzard rose up. He suddenly hit an icy patch. “This is all for naught. I am going to pass away in this blizzard and no one will find my body,” he thought worriedly. He was suddenly in a ditch when his life flashed before his eyes and he said in a barely audible whisper, “Jesus, I know I have not been a perfect child and I so often forget what’s important in life. Please forgive me. I have sinned in thought, word, and deed. By what I have done and what I have left u...

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Rules of the Game

Submitted to Contest #66

“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat,” the short dark-haired, brown-eyed, young boy complained. “You don’t have to let me win just because I’m younger than you.”The boy’s older brother smiled innocently, “Is that what you think I’m doing, Jimmy?”“Yes, Josh,” the younger boy stated conclusively. “I heard our mother ask you to take it easy on me for once.”Both brothers had bronze skin and wore common, white, knee-length, cotton robes. Between them wa...

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Plan on Forgiveness"

Submitted to Contest #66

Trigger warning: domestic violence   "It doesn't count if you're already planning your defeat," Tommy told Jenny as she was finishing up her motivational speech she planned to share with the Domestic Violence shelter in their hometown. "What if they don't like my topic?" Jenny asked with worry in her voice. "You've got to trust in yourself, the pain that you have endured, all of the hurt, suffering, and unhappiness you have somehow overcome that is a story worth sharing." After praying and meditation to clear her anxiety she was finally...

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Thanatologist Tantrums

Submitted to Contest #65

Brown, dry leaves in every direction blew with rustling sound, a soft autumnal drizzle and icy wind added to my woes. I still walked aimlessly with so many thoughts rushing like traffic on a busy intersection. I reached almost the outskirts. My legs refused to take up one more step. Reluctantly I stepped inside the white wooden gate. To my dismay it was a graveyard with stone slabs end to end. Though it was creepy , I decided to take some rest before I could start my unknown journey. At seventy five , on...

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CAN I JUST STAY WITH YOU?

Submitted to Contest #65

It was late in the afternoon, and the noise was deafening. I looked out the window. Children and teenagers running up and down the street in various degrees of dark coloured spooky clothes; their faces masked, or alternatively, streaked with obvious signs of makeup, most likely using every bit of the glamour enhancer their mothers possessed to play a part. Lanterns, some with cobwebs others encased in pumpkins or skins, brooms and spikey hats. Oh yes, the joys or horrors of October more specifically the 31st of October. I...

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A Night To Remember

Submitted to Contest #65

It’s been a year since it happened. I still remember it as if it happened the day before, and it remains fresh in my mind. On a causal summer day, I was walking down the street, planning to go to the convenience store for some snacks for me and my sister. As I approached the door however, I heard commotion inside the store. People were screaming, and I heard glass windows shattering from the loud, sharp sound of a shotgun. I backed up, not sure what to do. Just as I was deciding to run away, the gunman spotted me and aimed his gun. Before I ...

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Garlic Around a Small Grave

Submitted to Contest #65

Wilted carnations nestled upon Gina’s palms, their color so dark a crimson it resembled frozen blood on a disregarded wound. Owen traipsed over the barbed wires encircled two feet away around a small grave and asked her to come over. But she didn’t move a single step, didn’t utter a single word, didn’t even look at him for a split second. Owen ignored her, then. It was pointless, she was pointless, the whole graveyard was pointless. Why did he ask her to sleep there again? A heavy sigh passed through his lungs, his lips. He started to shiver...

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Not What I Wanted

Submitted to Contest #65

I watched her hair fall out of the shoddy bun I did my best to create. Cinderella skipped on the sidewalk in front of me, no cares in the world as she swung her jack-o-lantern filled to the brim with treasures, candy spilling out here and there. What was one or two pieces compared to the bounty she would find when we got home?  Another piece of hair fell from the back of her up-do; the bobby pin gripping to the piece, trying its best to hold the piece of hair in place. Internally, I grimaced. Brushing her hair was hard enough. Trying ...

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General prayers

Submitted to Contest #65

“what did he say you should do exactly?. Okey asked. "He said to put water in a bucket and dip palm leaf into it, light a candle and recite the words in that sheet of paper” Mezie answered. “So, you cannot do all these in this your room?. Okey asked. “No, he said it must be in the graveyard, and I must fast between 12:00 noon to 6:00 in the morning". Mezie answered. “Are you sure that things will start flowing after all these?". Okey asked. “That is what he said.” Mezie assured. "I will go with you. I am tired of this pauper life”. Mezie ass...

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Spiritual crossover

Submitted to Contest #65

“Where is God of Elijah?” And when he also had struck the water, it was divided this way and that, and Elisha crossed over. 2Kings 2:14. “It is crossing over to all of your new seminarians. I am sure you have heard this reading of 2kings 2:14 thousand times before, but today reading is different to all of you. Your orientation won’t start and end with dos and don’ts of this institution, you must crossover from physical to spiritual since you decide to enter seminary school, you must make up your mind to crossover spiritually for that is only...

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Vessels

Submitted to Contest #65

     Raven aimlessly stumbled along the dirt path, rivers of tears flowing out of her bulging eyes. The salty teardrops beaded down her blemished cheeks, making paths through the dirt. The young girl crossed her eyes to see her bulbous nose, loathing every inch of it. Her frizzy grayish hair was unevenly cut and matted with dirt.     Raven’s bushy eyebrows furrowed in pure anger at her appearance. She ran her purplish tongue along her crooked, yellow teeth, more tears springing to her eyes and run...

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The wearing of the masks

Submitted to Contest #65

I live in a world where people of all shapes and sizes dare not leave the confines of their homes without wearing some kind of mask. Whether it be to hide the pain, guilt or shame. Or whether it be to prevent a nasty cold from spreading to passerby's, we all have the masks we wear. However, once a year, on October the 31st, there be a Holiday called Halloween, where the celebrating of mask wearing is praised, and this is a story of one such encounter. It was a day like no other as my twelve year old came running down the stairs, all e...

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Take Off Your Costume

Submitted to Contest #64

“He’s a chicken. My mom is too. So I guess they go together. What about your parents?” “They’re mental. My dad left but he turned my mom into this weird valley girl.” “Hmm.” Riley didn’t feel like responding to a grunt, so he laid down and watched Jack lean against the dorm window and flick his zippo. Most of Riley’s conversations this past October have ended with the same “hmm.” He’s been at his new boarding school less than a month and he was tired of fake sympathy. No one attends this school voluntarily, so most students had hostage bo...

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A Home Away From Home

Submitted to Contest #64

When Uncle Dave lifted me off the plane and set me on the ground, heat waves greeted me, radiating up my legs. It took me a minute to get my balance. After two and a half hours of sitting in twin engine plane, buckled up with my sister, Becci, and squished into the tail of the plane with two other gals, my legs were cramping. I could smell tar and gasoline, comforting smells, reminding me of home. The airstrip at home is made of tar, and I used to rub my hands in the cool gasoline when Daddy filled up the Volkswagen van. Uncle Frank met us...

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SAVING FIRE

Submitted to Contest #64

                              SAVING FIRE  Watching Lydia toss and turn in a restless sleep, Chase Elliot had not left her side since he pulled her from the fire. As her mother, I feared she might not be able to recover from the intensive burns and injuries she sustained. Chase fell asleep in the hospital recliner, murmuring unintelligible words relivin...

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