Blind Faith Synonym Novels & Stories

His hypocrisy is truly staggering. “That’s different. I acted on God’s order. It was a righteous mission. They are Godless. All of them. Even Milner.” It’s hard not to feel a little sympathy for him. I know what it’s like to find out everything you thought you knew is nothing but one big lie. The man is truly gutted, but nothing will ever turn Innocent from his God that much is clear. There is a good chance that his blind faith will get in the way, that he’ll refuse to work with us. “Are you ready to listen to Kane?”

, Faith pleaded. "So you need to look at your words, and swear, I am not lying, I will gain you no matter what it will take," He was staring into her eyes and she was swallowing down her fear. "I don't believe in your God, and don't let me get into this rubbish", he said but Faith wanted to ask a question. "Then whom you believe?" she asks and he wide his eyes on her. " Whom I believe?" First, he grins, and then he stares deep into her eyes.

"Your turn." "I can see better than I admit. The transplant worked completely. No shadows. No blur. But I pretend. At home. In public. Because seeing makes people expect things. Independence. Honesty." She laughed. Small. "Blindness is freedom. People tell you everything when they think you can't look back." "Why tell me now?" "Because you're looking." She met my eyes. "And I want you to see me." The door buzzed. We both froze.

FAITH Blaze’s eyes widened, his body going rigid, his face flushing. My heart pounded, my chest tightening, my fingers curling against the cold doorknob. I could feel his eyes on me, his gaze heavy, intense, burning. His lips parted, his breath hitching, his shoulders tensing. “Faith… do you… do you know what you are saying?” I looked up at him, my chest tightening, my heart fluttering, my lips curving into a small, defiant smile. “Yeah. I know exactly what I’m saying.”

“Because I have looked at you and I can tell, you don’t belong in this world. That is not meant to insult you. It’s just… the truth.” I roll my eyes. If I got a coin every time someone told me that, I would be drowning in wealth. When I don’t respond, she continues, “Unlike the others, I’m not trying to use you. I want to. . .” “How am I supposed to believe that?” I cut in. “You just said no one here can be trusted. So why should I trust you?” She shrugs. “You take a leap of faith.” “I don’t do that. I deal in facts, not faith.”

The man said in a pleading voice. Bonnie sighed, "You sure your wife won't mind?" "I'm sure." "Okay. I'm Bonnie, by the way." "I'm Blake. Pastor Blake." Bonnie smiled as she, Egg and Blake walked to his car. *** "Honey, I'm home!" Blake happily said as he walked into his house with Egg and Bonnie. A petite woman with blonde hair and blue eyes appeared. "Oh, hey. Uhh, who is this?" "Babe, this Bonnie and her guide dog, Egg. They'll be staying with us until Bonnie gets back on her feet. Is that okay?" Bonnie's cheeks reddened.

Roose voice become low while saying all this this time she feel little bad. "This belief of yours has confused me. Seems like. This person is very close to your heart. Let's take a test of your faith. Expect the person you are talking to, this person has sold you. If you know this from somewhere, you will believe it."Christian said after seeing her blind trust.

It’ll be the only way I can take her in with me. We leave the house and I lock up as the ladies say goodbye yet again. Ken walks away then looks back at me. She holds my stare and keeps on walking. I catch up to Chyne and bump her with my shoulder. “Friendcation. I like it.” I smile at her but she doesn’t return it. “Friendcation? I don’t think that’s how it’s used.” She reply’s back. “Right, because you are a human expert.” “Yes. I am.” Unbelievably stubborn

" I believe in her. "You don't even believe in God, how can you believe the nonsense that Lena says when she's drunk?" Anne replied, still holding my arm." If she at least said something that made sense, I would also believe in something. But I can't believe in destined people, an angry God, and a humanity to be saved, if she doesn't give me enough arguments for it. "You don't need arguments, she's our friend. We have to believe her!" Zylah insisted, taking a deep sip of beer and getting up too." And I think believing in my best friend is not as difficult as believing in an entity that you can't even see, Anne.

“I believe in him too.” I studied his face, trying to see if there was doubt there. There wasn’t. Just quiet certainty. That unsettled me more than anything else. Because blind belief was dangerous. And Dante didn’t strike me as a man who inspired anything halfway. You either followed him completely… Or you didn’t survive long enough to question him. “And Dante?” I asked after a moment. “What does he believe?” Gideon’s gaze shifted slightly, like he was choosing his words more carefully now.