Inspirational Fictional Writing

• The Night Before Christmas
• Irma's Miracle

A loud clunk on the hardwood floor aroused Lil Campbell from her late afternoon catnap. The photo box she’d been holding on her lap had slipped from her curled fingers, to land unceremoniously at her feet, spilling the contents and startling Lil to attention.

“What on earth?” she said aloud, to the walls and furniture that surrounded her worn leather recliner. The dimming light disoriented her for a few seconds, while she got her bearings, gradually remembering what she’d been thinking on these past few hours.

It was Christmas Eve, and Lil had opted to spend the time before their candle-light service at church, reliving precious memories she’d gathered over the years as a mother and wife. (read more...)

Irma’s Miracle
by Barb Prosser Winder

At exactly nine P.M. Jan’s phone rang, interrupting her train of thought. Why didn’t I unplug that crazy telephone before I started this article? I just never learn.

“Jan, can you come over right now? The director of Pine Haven just called. I don’t know what to do. If anything happens to her I’ll never forgive myself!?

“Mom, calm down. Now tell me what’s going on”. Jan knew her mother’s nerves were easily rattled these days. Why did this have to happen to our family? It’s just so unfair.

The decision to place her grandmother in the special care home had been tough on everyone. But Jan’s mother had suffered too much pain already. How much more could she handle? (read more...)