Conversaciones Con Dios Novels & Stories

Abel spoke, jumping up and down on the bed. “You’ve completely lost it. How am I supposed to talk to a Goddess? She is a Goddess.” Zadkiel rolled his eyes and got up from the bed to turn off the TV. He was done with this conversation because Abel was talking crazy. Plus he didn’t want to draw much attention. Everyone knew he never watched that much TV. “I know but you’re an angel. There are ways that angels can connect to God better than any other creatures because they are spiritually close to God.” Abel tried to make him understand. Zadkiel ignored it and turned off the TV.

“The Power of God is Not Bound by Time” “My brothers and sisters,” Elijah’s voice rang out across the congregation, his tone gentle but firm, “today, I want to speak about something that is deeply personal to me, something that I believe is crucial not just to our lives here in this community, but to the very nature of our relationship with God. I want to talk about the supernatural, about the power of God that we often try to explain away, or worse, ignore.” He paused, letting the words settle in the air.

Disclaimer: The court scene may or may not be realistic so please don't attack me for portraying anything that isn't correct 😁😁 And I mean no offense to anyone's religion and beliefs. The conversation between Damian and Maryam about God was inspired by true events so it's just a reflection of what I believe. This is not meant to attack the sentiments of any religion and any group of people, Jazakallah khairan Love and peace out!

“Er… what are you doing here awake babe? You were supposed to be sleeping by now and here you are over-stressing yourself again. “Dont try to turn the question, who were you talking to? I can't see anyone here but you are acting strange” she told him. “Oh that, I was praying, and the spirit of GOD was er… talking to me and just told me some stuff.” explained trying to sound convincing. “Really? What did he tell you?” “He said our daughter would be found in a couple of days or a week or two but it wouldn't be long” he explained to her and a small hopeful smile came on her lips.

“You're not listening to me, idiot.” He paused from kissing me: “What do you want me to say? That God is a crotchety old man? You've already met Metatron.” “Tell me the truth.” “There is none.” “I knew there wasn't a God.” “No, maggot. I mean there is no one answer.” “See?” I said, throwing the remote to the other end of the couch. He ducked so it avoided his head. “That's the problem with religion. It's not peer-reviewed. You can't verify it through experimentation.”

Colin asked, surprised. “Well, yes. But it’s not that easy. It’s not like calling someone over the phone. I can place, well, sort of a request, I guess you can say. If the god I requested to speak to agrees, they will let me know. But the gods are tricky; their perception of time is unlike ours. You can place a request, and they will respond what they think is quickly, only it has been twenty years,” she laughed. Colin and Jason looked at her like she was mad.

He said, serving her. “ Thanks. ” She added the spread to her bread. “ Yummy. ” “ Um… ” He took a seat beside her and started eating. They ate in silence, till the very last bit. “ How was your day, Mira? ” They were seated on the love seat in their sitting room, right in front of the TV. The broadcaster was having a chat with some scientists about evolution and Christianity. As always, each had their own opinions. While Christianity believed in human beings, as a Creation made by God.

She wore an expensive Chanel suit, but she looked haggard. "Can we talk?" Five minutes later, we sat facing each other. Steam rose from the coffee between us. Neither of us spoke first. In the end, she could not hold out and began by questioning me. "Julian has been digging into what happened back then like a madman. Did you make him do it?" "Caroline Eckhart, the past is over. Why do you have to destroy my life?" I looked back at her calmly. "Celia, have you been acting for so long that you've fooled even yourself?

Now that the goddess was gone, I could see that he was standing right beside the door and in the same place that I remembered him before she’d shown up. “You won’t believe it,” I gushed as I arrived at his side. “I just had a conversation with the goddess. In person. She even asked me to call her by name.” “Was it helpful?” he asked. “Very… I think.” Theo chuckled. “I’m not entirely sure what that means.”

"No, not with me. I'm talking to God. "Is he answering?" – Certainly. He is a very good conversationalist. He does not interrupt, listens attentively and after a while answers when he sees fit. – What does he say?" "Well, it depends on the question, but it's not usually verbose. However, you never know what he will say. – Do you hear a voice?" Or do you feel something? Or do you see something? "Everything you've listed." – I don't see how that's possible. How can you talk to him?