500 Word Short Story
The Glass of San Sebastian
Scott A. Gese


500 Word Short Story

The horse drawn wagon rolled into the small village and up to the little church under construction. Several workers walked out to meet it and its precious cargo. It carried a very old stained glass window all the way from France. It was a gift from an old friend of the new pastor.

As the cargo was being unloaded, the pastor told the men a story about the new window.

“When I was a young boy I was a shepherd. I had my own flock that I would graze in front of the remains of a stone church. It was very old and had been burned by the enemies of Gods word. The roof was gone, the walls were crumbling and all the windows were missing. Still, I would always walk inside and say a small prayer thanking God for the safety of my flock.

“The owner of the land befriended me. We kept in touch over the years, even after I grew older and moved away to study my vocation at a far off mission. After I had received my cloth and was sent to this small village, my friend contacted me.

“He knew we were building this church and informed me that many years ago he had found this very window carefully buried beneath the floor within the crumbling walls of the old church. The pastor had removed it and hidden it from those who wanted it. He refused to tell them where it was. They destroyed the building and killed him because of his silence.”

“Why did these men want this window?” Asked one of the workers.

“The window was said to have certain qualities about it. Many believed it had miraculous powers. These men thought they could use these powers for their own evil purposes. I haven't seen the window myself. Lets unpack it and have a look.”

When they removed it from the crate, they all marveled at the beauty and craftsmanship of the glass. It was the image of the Son of God, standing next to the Tree of Life. The noonday sun shone brightly upon the glass. It was indeed beautiful.

Everyone from the village came to admire their new crown jewel.

That evening, one of the workers sat alone within the walls of the new church and gazed upon the colorful glass. Then something moved. He wiped his eyes and stared back at the window. Again, the Son of God turned his head to look directly at him. The worker became frightened. He superstitiously made the sign of the cross, hoping it would protect him from anything evil.

He quickly left the building and went directly to the pastor to tell him what he had seen.

“This is the very reason the window was saved,” replied the pastor. “Consider yourself blessed. Very few people will see this miracle.”

Over the years the “Glass of San Sebastian” became well known. The little village prospered as a result.

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