God Forgive Me I Have Sinned Novels & Stories

Sofia shook her head, her eyes wide, silently begging me not to answer. I pressed my hand over my mouth to keep my breathing, I didn't even know what to say. The door didn’t move. The voice echoed again. “I know you’re in there,” he said. “I don’t want to break this one… too.” He paused. “You don’t want to see what happens if I do.” Sofia swallowed hard. I could feel it as her grip tightened. I closed my eyes. This was my fault. I should have stayed. Another shadow passed across the thin window beside the door. I could see the outline of a shoulder, he lifted his hand like a signal.

There will always be somebody else that is more significant than her. 'No one knows what I've been going through all these years.' She stopped dancing and looked up at the sky full of twinkling stars 'Oh, God. Don't hate me, I just don't want to fake it anymore. I am sorry if I committed a sin. I gave my all to you but why... Why am I still suffering like this? Why do I feel so inadequate? What did I do to make you not treat me fairly? I thought you were everything; you helped us to survive; you helped us in everything. But—I'm sorry... I shouldn't doubt your grace, I'm sorry... I couldn't hold on to you anymore. I am losing my faith. Now, I am given a chance to face my fears and be true to

Why do you always believe in others? I was even more hurt because of the sad song I heard. And because I couldn't sleep, I got up and tried to pray just to fall asleep. "Lord, I came before you this evening feeling sad and depressed. As I consider my mistakes, the ways I have sinned against you and others, my heart breaks to see my actions in the mirror of my conscience, and I feel lost. When I remember the love you have for us, it deepens my grief for what I have done, and I wish I could take it all back. I know the only way is forward, however. To move in that direction, I desperately need your forgiveness. May your mercy wash me of all my sins and cleanse my heart of evil desires. Your wi

Maddison slowly retraced her steps and went to their table, "Yes, Sister Georgina." Georgina eyed her, "What was that act in the place of God?" Maddison looked down, playing with her fingers, "I'm sorry Sister Georgina but I don't know what you're talking about." "Lying is a sin and you've committed two sins in a day, only Lord knows how much you've sinned, I don't want to report you." "Please do not report me, Sister Georgina, I'll go and confess my sins right away, and beg God for forgiveness," Maddison begged.

I walked down the aisle, pulled to a sensation that brought peace to my soul as I declared. “Lord Jesus, please forgive me, I confess that I have committed a grave sin against You. I believe Jesus that You died, were buried and You rose again for my justification. I accept You as my Lord and my Saviour. I ask for Your mercy, heal my soul, give me a clean slate, sanctify my heart and give me victory over my flesh.” I heard something crack open…my life will never remain the same.

Before she knew what was happening, she went down on her knees, putting her two hands together and placing them near her lips before she shut her eyes. Here went nothing. “Dear Father, I have sinned and I am here to ask for forgiveness. If my life had gone the way it was supposed to, I wouldn’t have done all of these things. I would have remained steadfast. I would have remained with Clinton and I wouldn’t have left the church, but life is such a bitch. The cards that I was dealt were not in my favor, and so I had to make it work somehow. Forgive me for all the wrongs I’m currently doing and forgive me for the ones I’d do in the future. I hope that one day, I can find my way back to you. For

The pain was too much for her to handle. " Dad, I'm sorry, I failed you. I failed to take good care of Hayden. If you can hear me, ask God to protect him, for me. Ask God to forgive me. I didn't mean to put him in any danger. I didn't mean to hurt Hayden. I'm sorry, please forgive me. "

the priest replied. The man, Conrad, sighed. His lips were heavy, laden with the imminent confession of a sin that he was ashamed of, a sin that he was guilty of. This sin tormented him, made him feel less of himself, filthy, dirty, and without salvation. But the word if God stood sure. That was his only saving grace. If he confessed his sins and forsook them, he would be forgiven. “I confess my sins every time I get the chance,” he began. “Still, every day, I go out and I am faced with these sins once again. I am tired.”

, I spoke to myself. I wiped my tear that left my eyes. "Isabella..", my father called out. "No dad.I have done unforgivable sin. Almighty father forgive me for my sin. I deserve it dad", I wiped my tears that's now falling out. "Isabella Collins", he called out again. "Don't stop me dad. I'm a sinner! I deserve it! No one cares for me in this selfish world! I'm all alone..I'm unlucky", I continued wiping my tears.

He changed me, for the better. Damnit, my heart has knocked into a stop. Its job done. My eyes flapped shut, as I welcomed death, with full arms. Father, forgive me my sins.