God Blessing On This Wonderful World Novels & Stories

God, Allah,Guru Nanak or whoever you worship bless you. I wish you all a happy new month. Please vote, share, read and comment. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

Fruits are smooth, oranges, answered, and loved, To Thee, the world never grows old to smile and be happy, To Thee everyone had a way towards the promised future, Praise and hail God, for the throne for Thee. Hail God for Thee a ruler of the happy land, Unity, love, and kindness abound in every place, timeless, Who would want to leave a foot here? No strangers, Hail God, for the crown given to Thee, You were the Keeper.

And in the end, not one was not stupid enough to deny this precious gift from the aliens. It even seemed that this was mana from the heavens came to rain upon them on its deliberate blessing. Nobody in the place amongst the thousands in front of Maru would say no to this kind of blessing. "Exalted one, thank you very much! On behalf of every human in this world, I offer you my heartfelt gratitude!” Max had to suck up once more as he knew he was going to be decorated as the man who brought this for all. No one was going t o deny this as the whole event was recorded and seen by every superpower in the world.

“The greatest power is the love you share with one another. Protect it. Cherish it like the rarest gem, and pass it on to those who come after you, so that the darkness may never find a foothold in your tomorrow. We are always with you—watching, guiding, and loving you through every breath of wind and every ray of light.” The brilliant silver-gold vortex flared one final time, casting a warm, tangible blessing over the entire amphitheater, before slowly, gracefully dissolving back into the velvet night sky. The stars above seemed to burn with a renewed, fierce intensity, and the invisible protective shield around the world hummed with a deep, content vitality. For a long time, no one moved.

Isabella mumbled went close to her, and cleaned off her tears. "Thanks, daughter." Chris felt so pleased that mum loves Isabella. "Let's pray" he whispered and they all knelt. "Let's recite the sacred words of the heavenly being used by GODs, GODDESSES, and GREAT BEINGS." "But I am mortal" mum grumbled feeling not among. "We know you're but you birthed a GOD so you're privileged to recite with us." "Hope you know the wordings" Ariel replied her. "Yes, I do."

He was working it. “Thank you. I’m here again to bring you the word of God.” A hush descended. “And that word is YES!” Cheers again. “Yes, you are blessed. Yes, you are special. Yes, you are watched over by the Golden God and you are a five-star man, a five-star woman, a five-star child.” He pointed out examples that could have been anyone, which was the intention, I suppose. Make everyone think he was talking about them. “Can you feel it? I know that you can.” He paused as a sub-pope came running over to give him a towel to wipe off his sweaty brow, which he then threw into the crowd.

While licking the ice cream he picked the call " Hello! yes, mom, What happened? wait there is distortion in the call, I'll call you back. Grace was facing weak signals. She came out of the car to call her mother. Sarah was looking at the window screen, enjoying her ice cream. Grace was standing quite a distance under a tree. "Hello my beauty" someone said at the window so closely that her breath was making steam at the window. Sarah jumped in peril. she dropped some ice cream on her dress. At the window, there was a beautiful woman, face full of makeup, bright glittery eyes. dark red lipstick, blond hair tightened to form a messy bun and a fancy dress. she was not a woman neither a man, On

All looked towards the sky and greet the Goddess. “God Bless the Goddess, God Bless the divinity, We are saved, we are powerful again”. All shout in one voice. ….

He raises his arms to the sky. They are raising the coconut on their hands to the sky and starting to enchant an ancient spell. “Ong, gni brahma anglebur panca maha butha, anglukat sarining merta. mulihankene kite ring betara guru, tumitis kita dadi manusia mahatama. ong rang sah, prete namah.” The coconuts are glowing orange. Their bodies are absorbed into those coconuts, and the coconuts have turned into fireballs.

As long as 'god' serves them, they offer money to create more temples; if not, they smashed it to pieces and blamed it. Such has never changed, even to this day. All they beg and pray was just for something they needed in reality, nature, substances, and for oneself— all for peace, prosperity, health, wealth, longevity, and so on. What's the point to earn the world just so you lost your life afterwards? But thankfully, our kind, loving God— the God of Creation, also the God of Fate… already gave each and every one of us a rightful role and job here in this world… even before we are born.