Author: Mike Mabe

Acceptable To God – The Power of Christ

Crystal and I pulled into the temple parking lot just as the sun had disappeared from the horizon. Ground lights shone upon five steeples, the twilight sky in the background. A mixture of the orange, blue, and yellow sky contrasted

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The Existence of Pain Disproves God?

“I just don’t get how you talk about it like you are so sure,” Andrew stated, shrugging his shoulders in the process. “I mean, how can we be expected to believe in some ‘higher power’ when terrible things regularly happen

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Perception is Reality?

‘Perception is reality.’ That is the phrase that went through Phil’s mind after the dreadful meeting. ‘I should’ve seen it coming,’ he said to himself. ‘Cory has said that phrase to me a hundred times. He even expressed that reality

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A Portrait of Lineliness

The door lock clicked as Gretta turned the key. She shoved the creaking door open with her back and pushed inside, kicking it softly closed because her hands were encumbered by two paper grocery bags. She strode to the kitchen

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Fake Martyr

Johnny‘s heart thumped deeply in his chest. The time had come. He had pondered on the plan for weeks, trying to fine-tune every detail. Now it was time to act. He walked into the bathroom two doors down from his

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You Don’t Know What It’s Like To Be Black

“They called me…” Shawna cut off, placing her head in her hands and sobbing. “It’s okay,” Ashley replied, extending her arms. Shawna accepted the embrace. “They’re just stupid kids.” I sipped water from the drinking fountain as I witnessed the

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Registered Offender

I saw him. A mug shot clearly visible under the infamous title. I saw it posted near the cash register and immediately thought back to our last conversation. … “I believe people like that don’t deserve to live,” Maggie said.

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The Beggar and His Family

He held a sign. It caught my attention immediately upon seeing it. “Please help. I have a wife, a daughter, son, and baby. I need work.” His clothes were obviously worn. His beard ragged. His hair uncomely, long, and greasy.

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How a Father Rescued a Wayward Son

I remember the lines from the letter vividly: “Son, I hate what you did to put yourself in there. However, as long as you are there, I am there with you.” That was the ending to the very first letter

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Feeling Lonely? The Solution We All Forgot

New Years two years ago, I was driving home from a restaurant with my wife and two kids. A studious furrow creased my forehead as I sat in deep thought. My wife, taking notice of my expression, asked the question.

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