HOLY FAITH

Previously

…Faith. The word echoed in Father Michael’s mind, not as a theological concept, but as a force. He had always understood faith as a quiet trust, a surrender to the divine will. But what he had witnessed was not quiet. It had been a clash, a wrestling match between Elias’s belief and the encroaching darkness. Elias hadn’t just believed; he had wielded his belief. It was like discovering that the gentle rain he’d always known could, in fact, become a cleansing flood. “I don’t understand,” Father Michael admitted, the words tasting foreign on his tongue. He was