TRUE FAITH

 

Three votive candles--Al Forbes--June 12th-2016This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–June 12th, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/06/12/sunday-photo-fiction-june-12th-2016/

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

TRUE FAITH by P.S. Joshi

When Laura O’Neal’s son, Bert, joined the U.S. Army in WWII, she placed him in God’s hands.

Every day on her way to work in a city store she went to morning Mass at Sts. Peter and Paul Church.

Every evening after work and dinner, she lit a candle on a small table near her favorite chair in the living room. Too tired to kneel from being on her feet all day selling dresses, she sat and took her old wooden rosary from the same table. She began the prayers by asking the Virgin Mary to pray for her Bert and intercede for him with her, Mary’s son, Jesus.

Laura’s husband had died years before so she felt it was her responsibility to pray hard for their beloved child. Anyone seeing the rosary could tell how many prayers had been sent heavenward. The wood had been worn down from passing through her fingers.

Bert did return unharmed. He told someone how once after spotting the range for the big guns he’d fallen asleep out of sheer fatigue. He woke up to find the building almost shot from under him. With great difficulty, he climbed down through it to the ground.

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14 thoughts on “TRUE FAITH

  1. Thanks, Bun. This story was based on what a relative told my dad. He didn’t talk much about his experiences as he was a quiet person. He spoke of this experience in the building and I guess my dad asked about how he got the medals. He was very modest about it saying he pulled two men out of the line of fire and behind some trees. He said that anyone would have done it. Other than that, I never heard of any other experiences he had. His mother, a widow, did go to church every day on her way to work. When people asked if she was worried she replied not a bit as she was sure God would watch over him. I’m pleased you liked the story. —- Suzanne

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