Niv John 1:12 Novels & Stories

"But, here you are back to your dirty obsessions." At those words, something ticked within John's chest uncomfortably- but looking back down the lane, his desperation only grew larger. "Careful with your words, Nimbe. Be mindful who pays your wages." At that, Nimbe let out a snort as John turned and began to walk down the lane- and while the distance would have been a stretch to hear a muttered comment amid the chattering birds and whistling breeze, John could hear the words as clearly and brightly as day.

Samarth explained, "which is essential for our journey. We cannot navigate without clarity, can we? The Word grants understanding to the simple. And Joshua, as a leader, required discernment and wisdom in all his endeavors. After all, he was guiding a nation to the Promised Land." Samarth's eyes sparkled with conviction. "The words spoken by God are full of the Spirit and life, as the apostle John wrote. You see, my sister, the Word of God is incorruptible, for it proceeds from God Himself, making it refined and flawless, like silver purified in a crucible, like gold refined seven times."

“ I woke up an hour ago to pray and study my Bible. I'm alright. I'm just feeling super excited. I honestly can't wait to say I do, to forever with you, Babe. ” Mira blushed at his message. “ What part of the Bible did you study today? And what stood out for you? ” Joseph shook his head, seeing how she had intentionally avoided the last part of the message. I was studying the book of Genesis and chapter 2 verse 18 stood out for me as it says, “ it's not good for a man to be alone. I'll make him a helper out of his flesh. ” Mira ruminates on that verse for a while before typing out a reply. “ God is so filled with knowledge and wisdom, isn't he? ”

Mom sighed. "He wasn't bad. They made him bad but he needed someone to show him the good path. And I'm glad that I succeeded. He's just amazing, mom." I placed my head on my mother's shoulder and wrapped an arm around her. "I'm so happy for you, Natalia." Mom smiled and wrapped an arm around me. "Hi, Nivu." John came out of nowhere and grinned at Nivana. "Aghhh! Uncle John, how many times did I tell you not to call me Nivu? I don't like it!." Nivana groaned and glared at John.