Dios Perdona Nuestros Pecados Novels & Stories

Dante’s hand tightened around mine. “Get inside,” he ordered. I didn’t move. A distant sound rolled through the building. It didn't sound like thunder. Engines. Multiple. Closing in. Dante looked at me. And for the first time since I met him, his voice didn't sound coordinated. “Alessia,” he said. “Run.”

“Most precious Melanie, I wish I knew how to start a letter, I almost didn’t, and that is ironic considering I write for a living. Anyway, I am sorry to have done this to you, unfortunately, being in your presence makes me forget all of the terrible things my father did to me, I want to forgive him and move on when I am with you, forget being a priest and be fully and utterly yours, but how can I? He deserves to roll in his grave forever when he sees me using his hard earned wealth, I cannot have him laughing at me forever. With that, I am deeply sorry about that, I am deeply sorry to have done this to you, it is shitty and I cannot wrap my head around it, but I ask that you forget this shit

My heart warmed when he welcomed us into the church. "Good morning, Welcome to my church and I am Father Rodney the priest of the church" he stated with a smile and shook our hands. He started walking up the pathway as the people sang. Unfortunately, we didn't listen to these slow kind of pace songs but it still sounded amazing. After everyone sat down, we did the same. After a while of worshiping and singing the priest started talking. "Her sins which are many are forgiven," he said which stabbed my heart. "All sins have been forgiven, no matter what you have done"

She looked up at him, her eyes pleading for reassurance. "Our God is a forgiving God, young lady. No sin is too much for Him to pardon," Father Bosco reassured her, gently helping her to stand. The lady threw herself onto his body, resting her head on his shoulder with her arms wrapped around his neck, as she cried uncontrollably. "I am so sorry," she repeated between sobs. Father Bosco was surprised by her sudden display of emotion, but his compassion for her remained unwavering. "What matters most is that you recognize the gravity of your mistakes and have repented from your sins," he said softly, his heart aching for her pain.