Stories related to religion

When I got the bad news about Santa, I knelt, prayed to God: “All-knowing, all-powerful, are You there?” Silence. Got off my knees forever.

Thunder in the east. Rain in the west. A wave of his hand and the planet shudders. A smiley Zeus touts his power in front of a green screen.

Parson spread the word: be born again. His daughter also spread and he caught us. After the shotgun blast, perhaps I will be born again.

A druid led his son into a henge. ‘Days shorten. The sun is ailing,’ he said. ‘Can we heal it?’ asked the boy. The druid raised a knife.

In the auctioneer’s office, Jem cracked the safe. She wept bitterly, but still set the manuscript on fire. “It’s only paper,” she reasoned.

The Unspeakable, venom dripping, ripped into their offering, gagged, and asked the Druids in long hemp cloaks and unwashed hair — “Tofu!?!”