God Is Empty Just Like Me Novels & Stories

EZRA The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence but it wasn’t the good kind, or the peaceful, birds-chirping, Sunday morning kind. This was filed with silence, like someone had pressed their hand over the whole house and told it not to breathe. “Jesus Christ,” I muttered, rubbing my face. My mouth tasted like metal, my back hurt from sleeping wrong, and my stomach was a pit of nerves. For a second I thought about just packing up and leaving—money or not, this wasn’t worth my sanity. But then I remembered Lilian’s face, her voice reminding me about the contract. I’d signed my life away for a paycheck.

‎My hands were cold. ‎My legs… yeah, they weren’t doing great either. ‎ ‎“This… this is insane,” I whispered, voice barely there. “This is seriously God this is too much.” ‎ ‎I didn’t even know who I was talking to. Myself, maybe. The empty parking lot. The universe that clearly had it out for me. ‎ ‎I stepped away from the car, not trusting anything around it. Like maybe touching the door again would summon demons or something. ‎

empty. One day I was sitting alone on the side of an empty road. I didn't know where it was. I just walked where my legs took me after I lost everything and then I met a stranger. He sat beside me and we got to talking. I came to know that he got all three of the things that didn't work out for me and also he seems to be happy. He said he wanted to help looking at my state and asked me to come along with him. He must have thought that I was some pitiful beggar and homeless person. "Do you know what emptiness feels like?" I asked him.

The stability she depended on. And now, she was leaving, not because she wanted to, but because survival demanded it. I lowered my head. A long silence passed. Then I whispered the only thing I could manage. “I don’t have anyone else.” Mira’s tears dropped freely now. She pulled me into her arms again. “You have God,” she whispered. I laughed bitterly again. “Mira… God feels far away.” Mira tightened her hug. “He is not,” she insisted. “Even when you cannot feel Him.”

This is my winter; I wait for spring and the chattering of the birds. I have always been a giver, warm and loving. Even as a child I never cried, seeking to make others happy. Often people sought me in times of trouble and I gave all I had - my whole heart and showered love upon them. By age nine adults leant on me, told me of their woes and I was their spark of light. Yet when my time to suffer came, when my world was a hurricane of ice, every light but one switched off. All but one offered a skinny love, shallow and brief, before finding a reason to excuse their flight. But maybe that's the way it had to be, one light to follow, no choice but to walk toward love and truth. Perhaps the road

Nothing to even understand. I was empty.

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

Although I guess if I knew tomorrow I guess I wouldn't need faith I guess if I never fell, I guess I wouldn't need grace I guess if I knew His plans, I guess He wouldn't be God. ••• I'm ill. Terminally ill and it's that bad that up till this moment I'm only surviving... His calmness. His plain look. His toneless voice.

FREMA It was now five days since the heart wrecking episode and I kept to myself. Well, mostly. Liam was always there to piss me off. Right now, I was dancing to James Arthur's "Empty space", and even as sweat poured down my body, my hips kept rotating and rocking the hell out of the music. "I'm alone in my bed, And looking for love in this stranger's bed, But I don't think I'll find it, 'Cause only you could fill this empty space.."

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