God Knows I Tried Lyrics Novels & Stories

I worked hard, I practiced, I starved ,I prayed to God. Why am I always unwanted? Does God not consider me human too? Why?

he asks Kennedy. She states she has no clue. Jackson states he doesn’t know either. At Jackson’s surrender, I announce The Rembrandts sing I’ll Be There for You. Moments pass before Jackson enlists the assistance of his cell phone. He claims he knows the song he is looking for; he just needs help with the exact lyrics. “And good pals are good pals for all the years,” Jackson’s deep masculine voice begins. I recognize the song but need to remember the artist. “If the Son of God’s the Son of God of them.”

I didn't want to see her tear-streaked makeup or his tired green eyes. “Why do you have to go…!?” the girl wailed. Her voice was high, frantic—the sound of high school heartbreak played out in a multi-million dollar setting. I rolled my eyes. It was a three-day trip to Hawaii, not a deployment to a war zone. I was ten feet away when his voice cut through the noise. “What took you so long?” I didn't stop. I assumed he was talking to the girl, or perhaps a lingering assistant. But then he spoke again, louder this time, the authority in his voice unmistakable.

Hannah immediately screamed so loudly that I had to move my phone away from my ear. “Oh my God! Seriously?!” “Yes,” I admitted while laughing shyly. “Oh my God,” she repeated dramatically. “So? Was it good?” “A little,” I answered teasingly before laughing. “But honestly, my body still hurts until now. I even feel like I’m getting sick.” Hannah screamed again. “I told you it feels good!” she teased excitedly. “But wait, you feel sick? Oh my God. He must really be—” “HANNAH!”

“Do you judge me?” The question hit me square in the chest. I thought about my own secrets. The collar around my throat. The hands that had held me down and the mouth that had claimed mine and the pleasure I had felt, and then asked for more. Oscar was standing here, in a house of God, admitting his sins and asking for guidance. I was standing on the other side of the screen pretending I had no right to offer it. “I have no right to judge anyone,” I said, and my voice came out steadier than I felt. “God loves every one of His sheep. He would never turn away a heart that seeks Him honestly.”

All my life, I had begged the heavens, begged for a name, begged for a home. Only now did I understand. A true home is the self. From this day on, whatever struggles may come my way, I stand firmly on my own two feet.

“Understand them by running torturous experiments on me?! I cant take anymore!” “I need to to perform these tests so I can understand them better, I did the exact same thing with your uncle and his comrades; I will do the same to you.” The ruler of hell snapped, wailing in agony as another burst of blue electric exploded across his chest; savagely flinging him back down the hall.

I reached over to him and took his hand. “Please calm down, we won’t get to the bottom of this if your upset and getting loud”. I was trying to calm him down. I'm not sure if it was even working but then he said. “Please continue, Explain everything, like how you can abandoned us, just leave us like that, and how do we even know what you say is true”?

full of resentment I said. He pulled himself away from me before staring me in the eye. He wiped my tears and smiled a little. "I don't know how to ease your heart. But I want to say I am proud of how strong you are despite everything you have gone through. And the only thing I can do and promise right now is that you will never be alone again. baby. Every pain and fight you'll take I will always be at your side," he sincerely said that made warmth in my heart. "Why did God give you to me at the wrong time?" I bitterly said.

I removed my top before joining him and just like always, I cuddled him and became the big spoon, his arm wrapped on mine as we both relaxed our bodies after the long exhausting day we had. "Gabriel?" I called his name and he just hummed to let me know that he's listening. He may have thought that I had something to tell him, he's right, actually. This song has been playing on my mind ever since I heard it and all that I can think of in every lyric is him, and no one but him. And I guess it's now the time to let him hear it. But then, I changed something in the lyrics. 'You put all your faith in my dreams