Funny Christian Short Stories With Morals Novels & Stories

Harvey was emotionless, as if he had little regard for the situation at hand. “Why don’t you try another slap in the face?” “You’re dead, brat!” “Even God can’t save you now!” “Now that I’ve said so…” Christian drew in a deep breath, his face utterly wretched. “...I’ll make your life a living hell!” Christian picked up a beer bottle. Harvey laughed, amused. “Can you really do that?” “Jax couldn’t fight back when I kept slapping him in the face. Denver couldn’t even get out of bed after I crippled him…”

“That must be sounding stupid, I know.” “It doesn’t sound stupid. It IS stupid,” I growl, making him flinch. “What? Why?” he asks, staring at me with wide eyes. I straighten up, leaning back in my chair. “It’s not normal for them to see someone running from an execution. Executions are supposed to be welcomed by any good Christian because they wish to defeat the devil. They would have thought that you were afraid of being executed too, so the devil told you to run… Or some bullshit like that.”

He Nicolas, my brother's friend, sucking and licking my left shoulder and side of my neck. A lone tear fell down my eyes and a low moan left my mouth. “Ahh.. Nicole Stop-.” “I'm Nicholas, baby and I'm not going to stop now.” “You seem too impatient.” Clover teased Nicholas. “I can't help but your sister is too hot to resist.” “Ah you're right. Who can know better than me?” Clover winked at Nicolas. Then both started laughing like evils. A drop of sweat fell down from my forehead. “Oh! God , Now , What ,they gonna do?”

The pastor continued his sermon, hammering on makeup and expensive dressings of women. We were all following the service. When I slowly turned to look at aunt Caroline,she was all red with anger. It was all written boldly on her face. The pastor continued his sermon but the next thing we heard felt like a thunderbolt or should I say thunderstorm, lightning and dynamite. From nowhere, aunt Caroline began talking back to the pastor right there in the church,in the presence of everyone,her voice loud and clear like she was in a fist-a-fare with an enemy.

I broadened my smile. " It sounds like an interesting story. " his mother encouraged. " But…” " Davis, just let the girl tell the story. Nothing will be as embarrassing for you as her threatening to kick the ass of a guy twice her size while you watched in silence," someone quipped, drawing laughter from everyone at the table. Ignoring Christian's gaze on me, I turned to his parents, collecting the story in my mind, thinking of the most embarrassing points to highlight. " Actually, Christian helped me one day when I was run over by a troglodyte playing soccer in the middle of campus," I began.

I murmur, shaking my head. “He sent some too,” Christian says, lifting his chin, urging me to read. “These ones are…more telling.” I lower my eyes to the screen, flicking through the long set of messages – it starts out with short sentences and then they get longer, turning eventually into long paragraphs. The first ones – the short ones – are pissed, really laying into Christian for dumping her, for leaving her for a basic, classless stripper who can’t cook – “I can cook,” I mutter, frowning. Christian laughs a little at this, but I ignore him, focusing in on the messages.

But then, in the back of her mind, she began to get thoughts about Saul, who later became Paul, saying, "Wait, I see what you mean. Every Christian will be shocked if the holy spirit of God reaches you for such a high calling from the great commission of Jesus, and I will always give thanks to God for each and every one of you, LOL!” The neighbourhood was taken aback when Nancy laughed so loudly because she had never done so before. To stop laughing, Nancy hastily covers her lips. “It's not humorous at all, my best friends. Following my discovery of your wonderful encounter with the Lord, I am overjoyed.”

"Maybe he has allowed me to face the challenges I am facing in my workplace so I can learn an important lesson about life." "Are you okay, Uncle Max?" I asked, knowing that he was about to connect the situation in his life to the life of an appealing character in the Holy Bible. "I am fine," Uncle Max replied, sliding a hand onto his knee. Uncle Max joked that whenever he felt inclined to massage his knee, he was connecting with some spiritual force that only him could see. I don't think that is funny honestly. "Perer, do you remember the story of Job in the Holy Bible?"

For most of them, it is a mystery, a person, who was lost in the forest, was proclaimed dead, and then, here it comes, he reappeared, and told them strange story, that they never heard before. Story that is hard to believe, where, there is a great discrepancy, in the perception of time, from five days for him, and three years for them. Only Jesus Christ, has that story, he died and was buried, but he resurrects after three days, but he is God, and Dexter, is just a human being? It is really something hard to believe, a mystery in the modern times or something strange really happened inside the forest. “Possibly, an evil spirit possessed you, or take your memory away” they told him.

I said pointing my fingers at who was laughing at what I said. " I am the God of Lovelife so if you want to have one, you are welcome to worship me," Christian said feeling proud. " How could a God of love life doesn't have love life haha," Carl said teasing Christian. " it's because I was busy making couples haha" " or the God itself was a jinx haha" Xander joined in. " Why did I end up getting bullied?" Christian said shaking his head and we all just laugh at it. " You asked for it haha" I said shaking my head which he just laugh it off.