Blessing Lord Oh My Soul Novels & Stories

Soon another thought clouded her mind with doubts. Give me the sky and I'll paint it blue, Give me the earth and I'll paint it red, I'm the goddess of my own soul, Give me the love and I'll paint you aglow... All Hearts !

’ Smiling, the priestess continued as she recited the blessing. “Blessed be your breath; may you breathe deep as you take in power. Blessed be your eyes as they look to the future and the skies. Blessed be your ears as you listen to the world around you and the moon goddess to guide you. Blessed be your tongue as you speak only truth and taste only the sweetness of life. Blessed be your hands as you grasp what the world and moon goddess provide. Blessed be your feet as they carry you through this world and the next.” Stepping back, Imogen handed the infant to Emmeline who held her close.

“Let us close our eyes and bow our heads. Father in the name of Jesus, by the blood of Jesus!” “Amen!” “Lord, I come before your throne of grace tonight, Father, to thank you for this day! Lord, we thank you for giving Miss Billings another chance, Father! Lord, may you continue to shower her with blessings, and sanctify her with many more years of love and happiness, Oh Father! Lord, we thank you for this event! Lord, we ask that you take over this event with your Holy Spirit, and make it a success! Lord, we ask that you guide and protect each and every single soul in this house, Oh Father! For nothing is impossible with you, oh Lord! In the name of the Father, the son, and the Holy Spirit

The one who created the whole universe, the giver of life I thank you, and I worship you kings of King Remember, you're my only hope, and my god and I have forever vowed not to take all praises and all the glory alone. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

I am in church: body, soul and if possible spirit. And somehow, in that moment, i know that when ever i hear the word "beautiful", i will remember that day, and i will remember the girl with skin that trapped the light. She is staring back now, as if she can hear my thoughts, as if her spirit can feel mine across the distance. Pastor Gabriel's voice booms over the speakers in symphony with my infatuation and for once i want to believe him. Badly. "When the spirit leads you, you can do no wrong!" He said "Hallelujah?" A thunderous Amen.

“What do we do now?” “We finish the rite,” I said. “I bless them with all the strength my blood can offer. They won’t walk this path alone.” I stood, holding the bowl high. “By the light of the moon,” I said, voice rising, “I bless the daughters of my womb. I call on the strength of every mother before me. Let your power surround them. Let your fire protect them. Let your love guard their every step.” The wind howled. The bowl shimmered with silver light.

"Take my breath, make believe. I want to breathe you in, You are my heart, You are my soul. You are my heart." I make eye contact with my mother as I speed up the tempo, the notes become anxious, fast, deep. "Take a chance, Oh take a chance, Take a break, make believe, I want to believe you’ll be mine. Oh yeah, you’ll be mine. Be my heart, be my soul, Oh, my heart, be mine and I’ll be yours."

Oh, MY GODDESS! "Brandon!"

I’m breathing quicker too, feeling like I could wrestle a fucking ox to the ground. The ‘Lord’s Blessing’ becomes a hell of a lot more potent when you shoot up this way, in a group of three, speaking the proper words. It kicks in quick, and it kicks like a mule the day after, worse than any hangover I’ve had. Right now we need it though. Even three on one, we stand zero chance against Christian without it.

or maybe you won't really accept my hoely spirit anymore. ‘Lord, thank you for being nice to me. Thanks for giving me my talent, a brilliant mind that does not need a lot of effort to understand the lecture. Thanks because I already have almost everything. I hope you deprive others of what I have. Lord, I hope our competitors in business will also go bankrupt. Only then would mommy's political rival be removed from office. Hopefully cut out the tongue of the Marites who love to backstab me, those who are beings of insecurity the 'mahadora'. Most of all I hope to make that stupid Dean fall for me. Let me have him as my toy, I will cherish him until I pass him to his next rightful owner. In t