My name is Rhoda. I live in Jerusalem with my mistress Mary, the mother of John Mark. I’m not yet old enough to be married, having seen only twelve summers. Yeshua was killed and rose again before I was born. The Jewish authorities have never really liked followers of the Way, but it wasn’t until recently they started persecuting us—legally …
My Name is Gehazi
I am Gehazi. I was a servant of Elisha, the prophet of Israel during the time of King Joram. My master cured the commander of the Syrian army, Naaman, of leprosy. In gratitude, Naaman offered Elisha ten talents of silver, six thousand shekels of gold, and ten sets of clothing–a fortune in anyone’s estimation. But my master would take …
My Name is Benaiah
My heart ached. My closest friend⸺ the man I had grown up with, played with, caused trouble with⸺ lay on a mat unable to move. Neriah had been this way for months now. His betrothed had left him for another. His aged father had returned to fishing in order to feed the family. Any coins the family had managed to …
My Name is Naaman
My name is Naaman. I was the commander of the Aramean army. I was a great warrior, and I won many victories for my king. I didn’t know it then, but it was because the God of the Hebrews had shown me favor on the battlefield. But neither my bravery nor my skill could keep me from being defeated by …
My Name is Simon
We’d saved and scrimped for years for this once-in-a-lifetime trip to Jerusalem for Passover. When the chance came to celebrate the Feast in Israel, we took it.