Is Denying God Unforgivable Novels & Stories

“You shouldn’t talk to me like you don't know what you've done." Her hands tremble where they rest on the table. “Even God forgives when we make mistakes, Liam. How much more we mortals?" He scoffs softly. “Like you said, God forgives, I'm not him." Clara swallows, her throat bobbing up and down as she sets the paper cup on the table before her. "Liam, I know I've done you an unforgivable wrong, but I'm sorry. We can't change the past...."

Justice is served. But the singular beings were not convinced. Were not satisfied. Were not ready to forgive. Solitude spoke for them. "They committed unforgivable crime. Created permanent torture. Made irreversible suffering. How can that be forgiven? How can that be released? How can that be acceptable? They forced merger. They violated consent. They created hell. That is unforgivable. That is irredeemable. That is eternal crime deserving eternal punishment. We cannot forgive. Cannot release. Cannot accept. They must serve forever. Must suffer forever. Must pay forever. That is justice. That is appropriate. That is what they deserve. Forever."

"I want to confess the loss of my purity, father. May I seek forgiveness for what I have become?" "If the Lord does not forgive us, sinners, to whom forgiveness is given? There is no barrier, son. Ask for forgiveness and pray. All of us are accepted in the garden of God's love." "God will not deny me heaven?" "You are what you are now" "I guess that's part of the problem. I do not think I can stop" "Son, if you are addicted to forbidden corporal pleasure, then maybe you are psychologically unstable. I do believe a good doctor..."

John asked getting inpatient "we can attack him with allerged frund" Matt said. What allerged frund. That is one of the greatest crimes the company or any of the chairman investment hate. If anyone commit that crime, he or she will be sacked and that is not all, the company will see to it that the guilty person will go to jail for it, it is not a minor case. But to Chris it doesn't sound good. "we can't do that " Chris said "why" John asked

The king said. Damien gulped. "Kill him." Damien shook his head, "Father, I-I can't." The king tilted his head to the side. "Are you defying me, son?" He asked. Damien shook his head, "No, father but I ca-" Damien tried to say but his father cut him of. "Then kill him." Damien looked back at the man. All he saw in that poor man's eyes were fear but also hopelessness. "Father, please don't make me do this."

"You are saying what? That if a woman and her son, who didn't know each other, had a long and wonderful marriage, helped others, gave to the poor, loved and were faithful, that when she died, God would say, 'Ha ha, I fooled you! Even though you never meant anything but good and love, I tricked you into incest without knowing it and so you're damned to hell? What kind of God would that be? What kind of God will condemn people with no hope of avoiding it? What kind of God will cares less for a life lived in his service, full of love and grace, because of some trick he played on them, trapping them in unknown sin? Is that the loving father that Jesus spoke of? How would you feel about a father

She then continued, "All I wanted was a fresh start. Instead, I receive this knowledge of some great cleansing I lead, and then everyone I see has a rap sheet in my brain letting me know who is worthy of continuing with life and who is not-I have no control over it; I can't run away. Do you think this is easy? It's not. Do you think the Gods have blessed me? They haven't. It's a curse that I alone must bear." In a softer voice, raw with pain, Lisa turned to Damon, "I'm just a girl, looking for someone to love me for me. Maybe I'm not meant to be a Luna. The decisions that Karistus makes are her own; I could no sooner sway her thoughts than tell the world to stop turning. But killing in cold

"I-I have the ring, Haven. We could start over. Do it right. You'll be more sexually vulnerable with me and I'll be faithful and communicate better." I shook my head. "You're delusional. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. I'm done." "Please, Haven, give me another chance. Please forgive me." "I am not God, Gabriel. You can't just repent and then expect me to forgive you. It doesn't work like that." I said firmly. "Well aren't we supposed to try to be more like him?" He asked. "Yeah. And you should probably work on that," I said scathingly.

In that moment, I thought I had misheard. "What?" "Apologize to Sienna," he repeated, his tone leaving no room for doubt. I looked at him, the man who once said he would always believe me, the untouchable Don of New York's underworld. "I didn't do anything, why should I apologize?" "And Sienna, she knocked over my father's legacy. Shouldn't she be the one apologizing?" "Besides..." My throat tightened, I looked him straight in the eye. "About how my father was betrayed back then, don't you have anything to say?"

"Vivian. I saw you both in your study. Do you have any shame at all? She’s barely twenty." He didn’t even look up. He just swirled his drink, watching the light catch the gold rim of the glass. "Shame? That’s a word for poor people, Derek. I am a man of honor and glory. I’ve built an empire that puts food on the tables of thousands. If I stumble into a little sin now and then, I can simply ask God for forgiveness. He and I have an understanding." I felt a vein throb in my temple. "God doesn't have an understanding with wicked people . You’re disgusting."