By God's Grace Novels & Stories

The plan was unexpected and very surprising. Thank God for Your loyal love, Thank God for Your goodness throughout my life. You are really good to me.

My Grace is sufficient for you, my strength is made perfect in weakness. "Mmm?" She heard herself say, her eyes were closed now, and the words she heard within her were soothing. She wasn't the most spiritual, but she had come across those words in the Bible a few times, and now hearing them echo within her, now of all times, when she felt drained, gave her new hope, gave her new strength, peace even and she let it wash over her. Tears tung her eyes as she looked up, "Thank you." She whispered up into heaven. Surely the creator had been listening after all, she smiled at the possibility, allowed herself to be warmed by the reality of something so beautiful and divine.

Rhoda quickly stated. "Are you attempting to persuade me of your horrible and idiosyncratic Born-again Christian faith?" Edwin inquires. "May God forgive all your sins and grant you His grace of faith to open your spiritual eyes and begin to see God's miraculous signs and wonders right now in Jesus' mighty name, Amen," Rhoda replied.

He couldn't deny that anymore as they were. " God's grace is sufficient for us. He said himself that he doesn't call the qualified, rather he equips the called. We are nowhere near being qualified. Yet he called us, meaning? He will qualify us and all we have to do is to simply lean on him. " Time passed by as they both took the time to digest that information. " Let's pray. " Mira announced, Joseph nodded as they both went on their two knees.

I nodded. "Lead the path Ms" She headed to the window and pointed her nose at the building across the road that is half elevated from the apartment. I glanced at her and then push myself to amble away the carpets. "Good night, Ms. Grace" The moment I'm about to close the door - she skated her hand to obstruct our goodbye. "I'll stop in at the institution and I'll lay down some information to you sir if possible" She gave her last breath to me but yet with a sweet tone that she held within her sorrow, she, at last, offered herself freedom and eventually.

God be with you. Byeeeeeee.

Through these encounters, she recognized the hand of grace at work in every aspect of her life. Rita learned that grace was not a fleeting occurrence or reserved for the chosen few, but a universal gift available to all. She discovered that grace flowed through her life like a gentle current, guiding her steps, easing her burdens, and offering solace in times of uncertainty. It was through grace that she found strength in her moments of weakness, clarity in her moments of confusion, and peace in her moments of turmoil.

"Call me if you need anything..." "Thank you, Ava. Thank you for being by my side, for believing in me, and for helping me make this miracle happen," Grace said, her voice filled with gratitude above all fear. "I can't believe I'm going to be a mother. It's the greatest gift I could ever ask for." She wiped her tears and Ava smiled warmly at Grace, her eyes shining with pride. "You deserve this, Grace. You'll be an incredible mother." "I'll take my leave now..." Grace said as she said goodbye to Ava. But why was she nervous? She didn't know what she was feeling as she hurried away. Caesar was not at his office. She knew that.

As he helps her into it, Ella jumps up and takes the spot beside her sister, looking through the things Margie's left. As we get outside, Margie apologizes. "You’re fine young men and I’m sorry if I’ve upset y—." I raise a hand to silence her. “You’re certain that phrase works? To reset him and nothing else. It works?" Margie peers at me hard for a long minute. "'Only by the work of Grace can we be worthy of our Lord'. Memorize it. It works every single time. So you do believe me?"

Grace was deep in thought for a while and although Jason noticed it, He let Grace Be as they waited their turn. Grace Knew what it felt to be pushed aside, She knew what it felt to be overpowered and pushed to the back , because your name wasn't profound, It had happened all her life, Since she couldn't control it She beared with it. Grace always prayed that if she became rich, she hoped to be kind and selfless.