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Ready for the Rapture. Inspirational Flash Fiction

 

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Ready for the Rapture




Five year old Mason yelled as he ran through the house: "Mom! Sophie! Britt! Jeremy! Logan! Chase! Lily! Where are you?"

The little boy had woken up from his nap to find his whole family gone.

Had that thing happened that his mom spoke about? Had Jesus fetched everyone but him?

"Mom!" Mason pulled hard on the kitchen door and hurtled down the steps. He raced through the small orchard, then came to an abrupt stop. His mother and all of his siblings were gathered in front of the neighbour's fence, admiring a new puppy. "Oh!"


Later, as Mason snuggled beneath his covers, he asked his mother the question that had been turning in his brain all afternoon.

"Mommy, how can I ask Jesus to take me up in the clouds too?"


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