Jesus Calling Novels & Stories

His watery eyes start to shine. “My Lord, my Brother, and Savior Jesus Christ. I am now a father. I never dreamed that someday You God will let me build a family with such a great, amazing young person like her. I feel very lucky and appreciative for the gifts.” Jason looks happily toward the front of the prayer room, where a verse from the bible was put in the highest corner. “Nobody can approach the Father except through Me because I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life.” Additionally, there are images of a newborn child showing new life, together with Mary, the young mother, and her husband Joseph, who are seen enthusiastically cooperating to listen to the angel that appeared to them.

As I continue to read, I realize we have completed many chapters and suddenly, my phone buzzes. “Uh... sorry,” I murmur, catching my phone which is pressed under the pillow against which I rest my back. Oh, my phone was crushed, so bad! “It's okay,” he murmurs, taking the Bible from my lap and reading more, while I check the screen and frown in confusion when I look at the name; Mr Hunt. Why is he calling me now? I glance at Zahir who is busy reading the scriptures. Should I answer him in Zahir's presence? I can't even walk away, nor can I ask Zahir to give me some privacy. He may doubt about this call.

Jesus. My phone suddenly rang startling me, I rolled over to the nightstand to pick it up. It was an unknown number. Ugh, who would be calling me with an unknown number? I answered the call. "Hello, who is this?" I asked. "Tessa, i-" Okay that's Jake's voice. I can't believe he's calling me after what he did, he has no shame. "What the hell is wrong with you?! As I said, just leave me alone! It's crazy you called after what you did!"

It started when I was with Leonardo, but stopped after his death when we traveled to Tel Aviv and remained there for months after. “Jesus Christ.” I jumped, startled at the sudden ringtone as my phone sprang out of my hand, dancing in vibration on the hammock. I scrambled to get it just before it bounced out of the hammock to smash against the cobblestone. “Hello.” I was breathing heavily by the time I put the phone against my ear to hear my gynecologist's voice. It was a wonder how nonreligious people like me always blasphemed that name in the face of danger.

There were the ones the asshole was after and it wasn’t a good thing if they were not reachable. “Sir, you might want to get this, it’s a call from one of the guards that followed your brother and ma’am out!” The head helper entered the room again and she sounded frantic. In her hand was his phone and he frowned as he collected his phone from her. Knowing that they wouldn’t call him if something hadn’t happened, he immediately answered the call. His eyes darkened when the guard started speaking and Nala noticed this. “What happened, Christian?” she asked as soon as he was done with the call.

Good thing the mourning that dominated the room was cut off when my phone rang. Sad to say, the call was not from the person I patiently waited for a few hours. At first, I was hesitant to answer the call when it came from unknown and unregistered digits. The call ended, but after a few seconds, it rang again, over and over again until I was forced to take the call. "It's me, Judas..." Upon hearing the man's voice from the other line of the phone, I quickly my butt from the couch and stepped outside to check if Ghino was still around.

I didn't pick up any of the calls and even when Vivian came back home and knocked on my door,I ignored her. After I cried till exhaustion, I checked my phone, Jordan just called me twice, Vivian called me eleven times. I bit my lower lips , Jordan just called me twice, then I saw another call from Elijah,he called just once. I called him back. "Hi Rebecca I, I thought you didn't want to answer my call ,that's why I didn't bother calling again." Elijah said once I picked up the call. I sniffed. "I was just resting." I said in a low voice.

A few hours gone and I began to panic, I took out my phone and called him, Christian phones rang but after two attempts, there was no response. Instantly I feared for the worse, and as I was about to leave, Christian came in and he brought Jude along with him. "Where have you been, I have been calling you!!".. I yelled at him, and couldn't hold back my anger.. Christian takes out his hand, and surrendered, he didn't quite say anything, not because he didn't want too, but the fact that, Jude stoped him and exclaimed on his behalf... "I'm sorry Nina,, we were looking for something important,"..

I don’t feel disgusted thinking about it , but I know that I want to do do this , I don’t know how much I’m going to keep on fighting this feeling and the urge to fuck my uncle . Pray for me father , I’m losing it . The moment I finished my confession it was followed by total silence and that was when I heard him let out a deep breath from the other side . “Nora,”he called out. “ Yes uncle” I replied standing up from where I sat and that was when I got to see him . Without waiting for any more words I walked away from the confession center as I walked out of the church , the satisfied thought lingering in my mind . Ava, my best friend, was Standing beside my car when I got out of the church

Death nodded slightly. The goddess looked confused. “Hear what?” I focused. The whisper trembled through the silence. Not fear. Not demand. Not worship. A call. Soft. Fragile. Not to a god. To me. “Come back.” My breath caught. It was not asking for salvation. Not for protection. Not for power. Just return. Tears slid down my face. “One voice,” I whispered. Death’s gaze sharpened. “Yes.” “Why only one?” “Because the others shifted.”