Bible Ch Novels & Stories

"Look at me, Shyne." "Isaiah 41:10 Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand." I read the verse aloud as my heartbeat was beating faster than I thought was possible. I felt an awful urge to throw up my dinner, and the dark presence didn't help me to calm down. However, as I repeated the bible verse three more times, the voice stopped. I was able to release a deep sigh as my body began to relax.

I said and tapped her shoulders, "I guess I need to crack this code faster so as to not embarrass Gwyneth." Sahra and Jigen stared intently at the statue, trying to identify the underlying message the stone statue is trying to depict, "Conquest of Canaan… isn't that a biblical excerpt from the Book of Joshua that follows the events after the Book of Deuteronomy before the Conquest began?" Jigen recalled. "Bible? You mean the Holy Archives? Sahra asked. "Listen youngsters, during my time we still call it that way… although the problem is—" "Have both of you remember reading it?" I asked, although I guess this statue was really derived from that narrative.

How could she have the guts to eat when Gideon was not eating? She gritted her teeth and put the food package on the container, putting it on the dashboard. Gideon saw what she did and his brow raised, "You are not eating anymore?" Jewel shook her head. "I'll eat later." Sighing, she looked around the dashboard. "Did you bring a Bible? I want to read." Gideon glanced at her for a moment. "In the glove compartment," he said and looked at the road ahead again. She opened the small hinged door on the dashboard and she saw a pocketbook size New Testament. Jewel looked at her husband for a moment before taking the small book and opening it up, reading from the book of Matthew.

We need to be spiritually alive and let the Spirit of the Lord guide us in everything because the Bible is not any simple book that belongs to the world. No, the the Bible belongs to God. It is the Word of God. And the Word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.

Xavier's infectious laughter filled the room, lifting my spirits and setting a joyful tone for the day. As we savored the last bites of our breakfast, I suggested that we delve into the spiritual realm by studying a passage from the Bible. I asked Xavier to retrieve two bibles from the shelf, and he eagerly obliged, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. We settled in the cozy living room, the soft sunlight casting a warm glow upon us. Opening the sacred book, we turned to Psalm 22:3-15, a passage that spoke of trust in God's providence and deliverance in times of trouble.

In my defense, I'm doing a service to humanity. I lift my gaze toward my father. "Okay, according to this site, 'Bible Today'—what kind of name is that, anyway?—it says the poor possessed person should be tied up. Apparently, the evil spirit controlling their body—these are the exact words—tends to get violent at the sight of holy water, a cross, or a Bible." I look back at my dad, and we both turn simultaneously toward little Amanda, who’s smiling at us, completely clueless.

MARY’S POV "The spiritual man judges all things, yet he himself is judged of no man." (1 Corinthians 2:15) The air in the room was thick with the scent of cheap air freshener and disinfectant; the heat of five bodies packed into a space meant for two hung in the air. I sat at the head of the circle, my Bible open to the Book of Proverbs. My phone vibrated continuously inside my denim skirt pocket.

1 Peter 1:13 "Complete the race that God has set before us." II Timothy 4:6-8 "People of God, give Him glory." Isaiah 42:12 "Let us abound in Faith, Love, and Hope." 1 Thessalonians 1:3 He spoke Bible passages out of the blue. Jouri frowned at her. "You are quite weird, oldie." The rabbi closed the Bible he is carrying in his pocket, and breathed heavily. "Jouri, you are not a Jew."

I really believe in my analysis. I looked at the page of the Bible that had been opened, there came to the pages of Zephaniah's Gospel. "I think the violinists have weaknesses." Right now, the bible pages shift rapidly, opening and stopping at chapter three. "Not a strong and confident people, but a humble and weak people." It was Zeus's guess, but his handcuffs didn't come off. He looked at me suspiciously. "Zoey, don't do something..." Looks like he knows, if I know the answer to this game.

The pastor then added a Bible text from 2 Timothy chapter three, verse twenty-three saying," she murmurs “All of the Scriptures are inspired by God and can be used to educate, rebuke, correct, and train in righteousness, ensuring that God's servant is fully prepared for all good deeds." Her father Ernest noticed that Ericka had a knot between her eyebrows. Ericka also remembers the passage from Hebrews 4:12, which states, “Because the word of God is living and active, it is sharper than any double-edge sword, and it can penetrate even to the bone marrow, joints, and dividing soul and spirit. It also assesses the heart's intentions and the thoughts.” She just borrows her father's bible to con