Every Time I Turn Around Blessings Novels & Stories

Given the boy’s talent, he wouldn’t need to touch the second basket of bread to master the skill of blessing food. “The most important thing when giving a blessing is to have a clear intention. There cannot be a trace of doubt or hesitation in your intention to fully trust or support your allies when giving them the buff. It’s why only those with strong and unwavering faith can become healers.” Paying close attention, Zen observed how Lorren kept his eyes closed to sincerely pray for forgiveness for the sins of these prisoners through the food they were about to give them. In return, the bread in his hand glowed momentarily and turned into a blessed loaf that nourished the body when it was e

“I don’t think. I know. The Moon Goddess saved us that night. She saved me so you could live. You were her gift. Her answer.” I leaned back, the weight of it pressing into my chest. “But why now? Why would it show itself tonight, after all this time?” Her eyes softened, but worry lined every crease of her face. “Because blessings are not toys, child. They don’t come when you call them. They come when blood and bone are pushed to their edge. When fear, rage, or love burn too brightly to be contained. Tonight… Serena pressed you past that edge.” My throat tightened. “I could have killed her.”

"Oh, hush. It’s your birthday. The world might be a mess, but today, we celebrate you. No exceptions. I took a sip of the tea, the fragrant steam warming my face. "We should… we should say a prayer," I suggested, the thought coming to me with sudden urgency. We needed a shield for today, a bubble of divine protection amidst the circling sharks. Becky nodded immediately, her playful expression softening into one of solemnity. She reached out and took my free hand, her grip firm and reassuring. I closed my eyes, bowing my head. "Heavenly Father," I began, my voice barely a whisper. "Thank you. Thank you for the gift of life, for another year, and for bringing me through the storm and keeping B

“Lord, I come before your throne of grace tonight, Father, to thank you for this day! Lord, we thank you for giving Miss Billings another chance, Father! Lord, may you continue to shower her with blessings, and sanctify her with many more years of love and happiness, Oh Father! Lord, we thank you for this event! Lord, we ask that you take over this event with your Holy Spirit, and make it a success! Lord, we ask that you guide and protect each and every single soul in this house, Oh Father! For nothing is impossible with you, oh Lord! In the name of the Father, the son, and the Holy Spirit –” “AMEN!” “Amen.” He concluded. Another round of applause went off as he got off the stage, and the ba

I can't believe my ears, the earth was dancing beneath my feet and I can't believe what my ears listened to. After ten years of no hope, after ten cursed years, ten years of longing and hopelessness, I stopped believing in God but little did I know he will return all my happiness, answer all unsaid prayers and bless me with the most beautiful blessing, my parents. "My parents, they are alive." "My Mom, Dad, my life, my happiness, he had returned it all." "Utter Bliss"..." Pure Blessing"

"I’m at the hospital getting an ultrasound. The image shows a ghost face. What did you feed me?!" I let out a cold laugh and shook my head. "Karma. This is the price you all pay for forcing me to make fortune cookies for her. Now everyone has to bear the consequences of her sins." The supporters no longer dared to challenge me. Their voices turned desperate. "Rainie, we’ll listen to you. Just tell us, what do we do now?" I fixed them with a sharp glare. "Hold Tara down." Two men immediately grabbed her arms from either side.

Carol said. Just then Evelyn came forward and said, “Sarah, give Asher in my arms, it’s my turn.” A minute later Ronald yelled, “Carol, now give Arabella to me, now it’s my turn.” “Granny Evelyn, it’s my turn,” Stella said. “No, it’s my turn,” Jack said. “No, it’s my turn,” Valerie said. Elder, younger everybody has joined the war and the entire ward echoed with the sound of it’s my turn.

Victor said lowering his voice like someone was listening in. I plodded in. "No, it's fine. I haven't heard from him in a while now. " "Dude must be a sucker. Can't even call home, " Joe walked ahead and stopped beside a chicken restaurant. I shrugged. "Vic? " Victor smiled placing his arms around my shoulders. "Well, we should celebrate. " "Your mom's chicken hits differently. " "Perhaps, I should let you in on your debts, " he said as we both laughed. "I mean, the bowls of chicken and cups of grape juice aren't for free, you know. "

"Fine. Fine! Do you really hate me that much? Is this how you're getting back at me? Congratulations. You win!" His voice kept rising, and my vision kept fading. The last thing I saw before losing consciousness was Jessie's triumphant smile.

You're everything, everything I wish I could be Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle For you are the wind beneath my wings 'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings Oh, the wind beneath my wings You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings Fly, fly, fly away, you let me fly so high Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings Fly, fly, fly high against the sky So high I almost touch the sky Thank you, thank you Thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.