The Oath vs The Weight
Short StoriesMen don’t cry. Doctors are familiar with death. But this pierced my soul. I checked again for a pulse, blinking fast so that the tears don’t fall, willing life into his body.
Men don’t cry. Doctors are familiar with death. But this pierced my soul. I checked again for a pulse, blinking fast so that the tears don’t fall, willing life into his body.
We have this perception about men and women of God: that they see everything we do in their absence. While that may be true, it is not always the case. I can guarantee that they are dealing with many other things probably bigger than what we are doing with our time. For fear that God