That light moment

He wasn’t sure why he entered. Maybe because this church marked the beginning and end of his thrice weekly cycling circuits. Maybe because the church door was open for the first time in two years.

He shivered. The darkness inside was suffocating, despite four large windows, all shuttered up as if someone was trying to shut this church up.

Heading for that curious internal light source, he wobbled on his cleats. As he neared the wooden pulpit, he stumbled. As he fell, he reached out and touched that Bible, whereupon a voice resonated inside his head.

‘Here you are, Sean.’

~~~

This one hundred word flash fiction story of mine has been inspired by my reading Scribbles and Stuff’s poem I am not lost, particularly their header quote from Isaiah 30:18.

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2 thoughts on “That light moment

    1. That’s brilliant. Thanks, Ivor. Connecting, yes, that’s what we are all about. As Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
      once said:

      “We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.”

      I am so glad my words are connecting with you, and yours with me.

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