John Chapter 17 King James Version Novels & Stories

His expression suggested he was quickly losing the will to live and most definitely regretting the lesson plan. "You don't have to look so sad." Damien shrugged, seeing the teacher’s dire expression. "It's just a lame theory I came up with off the top of my head." Mr Porter's lips twitched into a smile. "John 1:14: The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us," Mr Porter uttered. "Have you read the bible?" Damien grinned. "Only the good bits." This statement made Mr Porter laugh. "It's all good." "All the time," Damien added quietly.

He leans over and as he skims his fingers over my cheek, he says, "How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?" I lower and close my eyes as I lean into his touch and the tingles that spread out from his hand. I then lift my eyes to his as I say without answering his questions, "What happened? Where is John?" "John got what he deserved and is now serving his punishment in hell. The town itself has been given new leadership, and we can monitor their progress from home." I look at him with wide eyes as I say, “We can go home?”

"We continue to study what the Bible says about Jesus Christ. In Mark 11:24, Jesus says, 'Therefore, I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will all be yours.' Ptr Kris read from the bible, adding, "In Luke 10:3, "Go, I am sending you out like lambs among wolves." Let's also look at verse 18,'I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven.' Verse 19,'I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemies; nothing will harm you." “Verse 20 says, ‘However, do not rejoice that the spirits submit to you, but rejoice that your name is written in heaven.’ “Ptr Kris continues, "This is the Word of God."

“I’m preaching about God’s true love and compassion for mankind, for God first loved us before we loved him. Brethren, let’s not forsake such a great love. Alleluia!” “Ameeen!” roared back the congregation. “And today, we have that vine with us, the God that existed from the foundation of the world. He is also the Lord of Sabbath, and he shall grant you rest from all your sins and curses, and the labour of your soul. Look, all he needs from you is your heart, that you may love him with the whole of your heart and soul and your neighbour like unto yourself. The word of God in the book of John, chapter fifteen, verse one to five, speaks about this true vine."

"I am crucified with Christ, nevertheless I live, yet not I, but Christ lives in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me" "Wonderful, a round of applause, please" "Therefore, if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away, behold all things have become new...where is that in the Bible?" "John 7:38" "No, that one is 'He that believes in me as the scripture had said: out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water'...you get?" "Oh, my bad. Misplaced it. Thanks a lot" "You are welcome"

“You look like a man carrying the whole world.” John sighed quietly. “Joy… not tonight.” She ignored the warning and sat beside him anyway. “That serious?” she asked softly. John looked away from her. “You wouldn’t understand.” Joy laughed under her breath. “Try me.” Silence stretched between them. Then finally— “I can’t keep doing this,” John admitted quietly. Joy’s expression shifted slightly. “Doing what?” she asked, even though she already knew. John stood abruptly and walked away from the pew, restless. His black robe swayed behind him as he paced slowly near the altar.

He never experienced it. Delilah gently held his hand and pulled him to the mattress. He followed her to the place where she usually sat alone. But today, they were going to be two. He sat beside her and mumbled, “But I don't know how to pray.” He shrugged, looking at his wife who was opening the Bible beside him. He peeked into the pages and saw she had opened the Gospel of John. He blinked at it. “I know,” she said, her voice very gentle. “First, relax,” she blinked at him assuredly. She put her hand on his, giving it a little squeeze.

They titillate each other until they both laugh because they're both ticklish from the body massage. After the meal, Nancy took his hand and invites him to say a little prayer of thanksgiving with worship glorifying God through Jesus Christ the One Lord as both humbly ask forgiveness for failures and shortcomings they have purposely or unintentionally done but for love's sake alone. Nancy fed Jason with a bible verse that can help him remember what love is as she took it from John 3:16. “For God so love the world that He gave His only Son Jesus Christ that whoever believes in Him shall not die but have eternal life.”

“And because he doesn’t want you to see it.” “I’ve seen everything. I’m still here.” “You love him, but love may not be enough.” Sarah didn’t speak. Then: “Then I’ll become more. The next day, John returned, different. Paler. Stronger. His eyes glowed faintly under the sunlight. “They’ll be here tonight,” he said. “How do you know?” Caleb asked. Until finally, he stood in the center of the chapel ruins, panting, bleeding, surrounded by the bodies of beasts.

[This chapter contains mentions of gore, torture, and loss of body parts. Reader discretion is advised.] I didn’t know what to believe anymore. Was Aunt Julie really dead? Was it really John standing in front of me, claiming to have killed her? I had so many questions. How was he even here? Why wasn’t he paying for his crimes in some dark dungeon? Xavier was ready to pounce on John at any moment. “Give me one good reason not to tear you to shreds right here, right now!”