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    O Come All Ye Faithful
    O Come All Ye Faithful
    O Come All Ye Faithful
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    O Come All Ye Faithful

    By Faith Blum

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    O Come All Ye Faithful

    Edwin wanted to be home, but instead he crouched in a trench. The English on one side of No Man's Land and Germans on the other. What a way to spend Christmas. Could anything make it better?

    Peace on Earth

    Emmie and Elana are estranged sisters, torn apart by an old boyfriend five years earlier. Will they survive a night in the same hotel room after a blizzard forces them together or will peace on earth go out the window?

    Silent Night

    Christmas decorating had never gone this wrong. Jenna had just started when a crazy, gun-waving woman, walks right in the front door and ties her up in her own Christmas lights. Will Jenna even see her family this Christmas?

    The Gift Goes On

    Four friends and a year to reflect on. The year had been good for Carlotta, but Priscilla, Remus, and Newton all had at least one trial through the year. A mysterious giver the previous year had helped them all out, though. What would this year's gifts bring?

    O Christmas Tree

    Gareth loves Christmas. But more than that, he loves Christmas tree hunting. As the family prepares for their annual trip, Gareth can barely contain his excitement. But what are all the spray bottles for?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFaith Blum
    Release dateNov 26, 2018
    ISBN9781540159922
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      O Come All Ye Faithful - Faith Blum

      Text and cover copyright 2018 by Faith Blum

      All rights reserved. This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This eBook may not be resold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      eBook Edition

      November 2018

      Cover by Amanda Tero | amandatero.com

      Layout: Amanda Tero | amandatero.com

      Editing: Kelsey Bryant | kelseybryantauthor.weebly.com/editing.html

      O Come All Ye Faithful is a work of fiction based on historical events. All names, places, characters, and incidents are from the author’s imagination. Any similarities to real people, living or dead, are entirely coincidental. All historical characters are fictionalized.

      All Scriptures are paraphrased by the author from the New American Standard Bible.

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      Table of Contents

      O Come All Ye Faithful

      Peace on Earth

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      Silent Night

      The Gift Goes On

      O Christmas Tree

      Author’s Note

      O Come All Ye Faithful

      December 23, 1914

      Edwin stared across the vast expanse. He could almost make out a couple of German soldiers across the divide. The sun set too quickly as always. Just as they were making progress in their attempt to get across what everyone called No Man’s Land, the sun would set and they would start over again the next day.

      Darkness settled over the land and Edwin turned his back on the field of bodies, crouching down deeper in the trench.

      Another night of restless sleep? one of Edwin’s soldiers asked.

      Edwin nodded. The lieutenant’s stripe on his uniform was the only difference between his and those of his soldiers. They were all equally tired, grimy, hungry, exhausted, and war-weary.

      Any chance we’ll get to go home for Christmas? Charlie asked.

      Edwin scoffed. That’s what? Two days away? Not a chance. We’ll be lucky to still be alive. He set his rifle down, took his helmet off, and leaned against the trench wall. I’m going to get some shut-eye. Wake me up before dawn. He put his helmet over his face to keep some of the light out and fell into a light sleep almost before his arm rested into his lap.

      The fighting the next day was as brutal as always. Men charged only to be mowed down by the Germans. At this rate no one would win the war. How could they? No one could get across—Germans or English. Edwin fired his rifle like an automaton. He was past caring if he hit anything. If he did, he didn’t even think of that person as a human being. He had killed too many people now.

      Midday passed by too quickly. The sun waned down farther and farther toward England and away from them. Come back, sun. Don’t leave me behind. I don’t want to be stuck in the dark with my nightmares. His wishes were useless. The sun never listened and soon set, and another evening started with too many men scrunched into the trenches.

      Edwin blinked against the dim light of the dawn. What had awakened him this time? A dull boom in the distance startled him. Distant or not, that boom was much too close for comfort. Who had fired their artillery and where? It was far enough away to not be a danger to him or his men, but if it was the Germans, that meant another company was getting artillery shells lobbed at them.

      Not for the first time, Edwin wished he lived back during the days of King Arthur. Boulders catapulting toward him would be preferable to the devastation from a shell. He had always imagined boulders would be easier to see and move away from. If he couldn’t, then being crushed had to be better than shrapnel. He shuddered as memories of the army hospital tents came back.

      The captain shouted orders to them and Edwin bit back a groan. Another day, another fight, another depressing... Wait, it was Christmas Eve. Not that it mattered, but being gloomy on this holiday was not something his sister would approve of. A smile flitted across his grim face. It didn’t stick, but that tiny seed of hope lifted his spirits just a little.

      The men around him stood in the trench and looked across No Man’s Land. Someday, one of the armies would cross the expanse. Whoever that happened to be would likely win the war, too. At this point, Edwin didn’t care who it was so long as the fighting stopped. Too many had died already.

      The acrid smell of gunpowder and dirt filled his nostrils and Edwin shook himself out of his reverie. His friends were fighting and he needed to help them as best he could.

      The exchange of volleys continued all day until darkness set in and they could no longer see well enough to fire anymore. Edwin let out a sigh. He was still alive. Most of the men near him were also alive. They had survived to at least see Christmas Day.

      Edwin jerked out of a light sleep. What was that noise? It didn’t sound like gunfire or artillery fire. He shook himself awake and concentrated on the new noise only. Singing? Someone was singing? What song was it?

      Others up and down the line joined in the song and soon Edwin could

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