The following stories were written by Fylvia Fowler Kline and published in The Adventist Review.  Written from the perspective of a Seventh-day Adventist Christian, it is specifically for a Seventh-day-Adventist Christian readership. These stories cannot be reprinted in any form without permission. Click on each title to read the entire story.
 

In Spite of the What-if’s: Backpack slung over his shoulder, Raymond, a blue collar factory worker, rides the Singapore transit bus every day. All week long his routine is the same, broken by moments when he tucks a few dollars in the envelope that stays in his backpack.

Life after Death: She was a mother six times over. Six times she experienced the gut-wrenching pains of labor. Six times she hoped; but every time her hopes were shattered and her heart broken.

Sleeping With the Enemy: A few years ago and a few mountains east of us, Kathmandu University began felling trees. The first phase of a mammoth educational center to accommodate a kindergartener straight through medical school.

The Club: Ten feet tall, it stands in my front lawn on a well worn patch of dirt, symbolizing the differences between the worlds on either side of the fence.

The View and the Fog: Sometimes a fog of discouragement clouds my vision and my view is not very appealing. What once brought pride and satisfaction is now a pathetic sketch of mishaps and coincidences. What once was a source of encouragement is now a sore irritation.

Heirs of the Kingdom: Raging against the caste system, Mahatma Gandhi said "I do not want to be reborn. But if I have to be reborn, I should be born an untouchable, so that I may share their sorrows, sufferings, and the affronts leveled at them, in order that I may endeavor to free myself and them from that miserable condition."

Jesus Among Other Gods: In the end I leave Jesus among other gods.Having done so, I feel like a traitor, betraying who I really am

SDA Education: It’s a Big deal!: "Who was in the fiery furnace with Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego?  Who saved the three friends?" "Jesus!" 4-year-old Bir Singh, a Hindu student, shouts with joy.  Everyone else quickly follows. "It's Jesus!  Jesus!"

How About a Cup of Tea?: "Where can I get a cup of tea?" he asked, winking exaggeratedly. Must be a nervous twitch, I thought as I pointed down the road

Taking Out the Trash: The bulging files of yellowed, mildewed papers screamed for archival. So I sat to sift and sort through stuff that went back more than 15 years. The more I sorted, the more disgusted I became. Not with the dust and mildew, but with the trash I found.

What’s in a Name?: His first day on the job, Roy’s CEO-eye, with years of experience in the for-profit industry, scanned this modest, not-at-all-for-profit, mission hospital, looking for its "assets."

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