My Refuge and Fortress: Well-Meaning (Part Five)

The sun rose early in Clara’s apartment, not that it mattered, she’d been awake most of the night anyway.  How dare the sun rise as though nothing was wrong?  And, to add insult to injury, the alarm went off reminding her she had no reason to get out of bed, no reason for it to … Continue reading My Refuge and Fortress: Well-Meaning (Part Five)

My Refuge and Fortress: Emptiness (Part Four)

Clara stared out the window of the fast moving train.  There was nothing but darkness to see minus the occasional flicker of light slightly illuminating the tunnel.  The ride on the train was long and the slightest whiff of something rank she couldn’t quite identify was bothersome.  Sitting next to her was an older gentlemen … Continue reading My Refuge and Fortress: Emptiness (Part Four)

My Refuge and Fortress: These Days (Part Three)

What hurt Clara most of all in this dismal situation was how she felt about God.  She’d trusted him and he’d let her down.  She’d stepped out in faith and he’d let her fall.  Where was he in all of this?  She was getting the axe and it felt like she’d been forgotten by the … Continue reading My Refuge and Fortress: These Days (Part Three)

My Refuge and Fortress: Why, Lord? (Part Two)

Clara moved quickly weaving in and out of the mass of humanity on the crowded sidewalk. Her thoughts were filled with memories of when she first moved to the “big city,” as she called it. Back then, she was brimming with anticipation and naive enough to think if she worked hard enough she’d earn promotions … Continue reading My Refuge and Fortress: Why, Lord? (Part Two)

My Refuge and Fortress (Part One)

Clara was jarred from her sleep by the tinny ringing of her alarm.   The blue skies, ocean views and fruity drink disappeared in a flash.  “What in the?”  She fought hard in the darkness to find her glasses as the noise grew louder and louder.   “Where are they?”  She spoke frantically as her hand scrambled … Continue reading My Refuge and Fortress (Part One)