Conversaciones Con Dios Novels & Stories

he said with an evil glint in his eye. "I belong to only God, not man. I hope God forgives you" I left without looking back with my heart squeezing. I couldn't believe, he tried to fool me again. I have had my fair share of frustrating men but he was insane. "God, please save him before he turns to darkness" I had the habit of talking to God when something was bothering me. It calmed me to know he was listening. But I still couldn't shake the fact that David was already too far gone.

In the dark and soundless world, Takamatsu who was crying heard the voice of people that seemed to be chatting. "I should give you this one, remember to send one back to me when I need". " Okay of course I will, I never go back on my word, but this one seem miserable", Takamatsu heard one of the voice speak to the other one as he can't help feeling more sad. "Is God and Satan coming into agreement to know who will take my spirit", Takamatsu who has listen to a lot of Christian teaching said as he continued hearing the two talk without seeing anybody.

Anubis’ gaze flicked to Maru. “How dare you demand my lord for help?” Maru muttered under his piercing gaze. “You’re a deity,” Ivana said, meeting his eyes. “Aren’t you supposed to help humans?” Anubis’ lips curved into a dark, humorless smile. “You’re amusing, mortal. Do deities worship humans? Or is it the other way around?” “I’ll do anything, please,” Ivana begged, her hands trembling. “I just want to know where my parents are.”

"The damn priest!" Damien blinked. "What priest?" I turned to him, confused. "What?!" "It was just you on the steps," he said. ...What? I frowned. I felt the priest pat my head. I talked to him. I could still hear his words in my mind. Or... could that have been the system itself? I sighed heavily. Come on, God. There has to be a less complicated way to communicate. At least I got the warning, though. "...Never mind," I muttered. "I think I'm just incredibly tired."

“What’s going on Legion?” “There is a problem downstairs.” “What?” “The Burning Devils President Pyro is down there looking for you Angel.” They both looked to me, but what the hell should I tell them.

If I can't sleep I usually drink milk and listen to music. To be honest, that man was waiting for a reply from Baby. But there was no way he could say that. * I think that's a great idea, I'll try it. How was your work today? Baby * Ask Christian looking for another conversation topic. * Very heavy as usual, but I can still handle it. * * I'm sure you can handle it. * Without realizing it, Baby and Christian talk on the phone for more than an hour, until Baby becomes sleepy and asks permission to end their conversation.

“I don’t really know. I’m just here to be a messenger. Since you’re here now, you should be the one asking the tree about that.” “Fine. How do I talk to it?” Dio stood up and faced the tree. “Just put your hand on the trunk and let the tree enter your consciousness. The winter tree will talk to you and it will allow you to freely talk to it.” Dio nodded as he put his hand on the trunk. He felt a tingling sensation from his hand all the way to his brain. His mind started to get fuzzy as if he was being swayed by a gentle wind. Though his eyes were closed, an image of him standing in the middle of the forest popped into his mind.

Posideon Pushing the shell curtain away, the hushed whispers fell away lazily as I took my heavy steps to my quarters. This would be more difficult than I originally thought, having to speak and converse with regular conversations with gods that knew nothing about me. I shouldn’t blame them, I should give them the proper chance to show themselves. The gods I had dealt with before were in the past. I never spoke or heard from them again once I found out they were trying to rid the humans.

Vincent added, “Yeah, even mine. And at assembly in the mornings, they always bring the shouting man to talk about God. And then he says a prayer and then we sing praise. I hear they say God is a miracle God. They say he created us all.” “Well um…” Mpumi thought she should say something. “From as little as I know, God lives in heaven and he looks down on people… I mean, he takes care of people, he makes sure that people live—” “Just stop it!” that was a cry from Dion. It was now obvious to them that he was no fan of that topic.

Christian thought. He flinched by the touch of Beau’s hand on his shoulder and blinked a few times. “Yes, I’m sorry.” “Do you already have an answer regarding the other issue?” Dario asked. Christian frowned his eyebrows as he tried to follow up on the conversation. “Sorry, I haven’t heard a single thing.” He confessed. Dario and Beau gave each other a look before Beau turned his attention towards Christian. “You should call Serena,” Beau spoke. “I know you didn’t want any distractions, but hearing her voice could also work as an encouragement.”