Prayer Before Work Novels & Stories

They disfigured me because they didn't want me telling you the truth, so they locked me up and disfigured me. "If you don't believe me, you can pull up the security footage. Plus, I've cut ties with my family a while ago, and there's plenty of people who can back me up." The guests who heard the rumors all stepped forward to speak for me. The rules of the Indoria faith were no joke. People could not just go around slaughtering cows or eating a burger, especially not the Coopers, who had killed a cow from the richest family in town without even asking.

I feel nervousness wash through me as I advance closer to Marie's Tasty Buds where I work. As I stand at the doorway, I swallow hard, straining with mild effort as I did. I give a short silent prayer to the gods. Please, don't let me get in trouble for arriving late. I will give anything to be safe from Ms. Bell.

I said a little prayer before changing and going back to bed. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

I sit straight, and smile to the working placing a new set of viand in the center aisle. My glance reaches to the crowd lining up in silence as each of them is getting inside the mess hall. These must be students having their retreats here. Then, a facilitator with a cross necklace stands in front and starts to instruct the retreatants to rise as prayer for the meal will be graced. “In the name of the Father, and of the son, and of the Holy Spirit,” he motions his gesture, and recites the prayer, eyes closed.

She pretended she did not know it. The morning prayer was the same as yesterday. It was still headed by Sister Rene. When it should sound reassuring, comforting, and enlightening, the prayer sound stiff, loud, and forced. The only thing that was making every one stay awake was the eyes of Sister Rene. She was glaring telling everyone don’t you dare sleep while I am talking.

I am so happy today is Saturday. I work five days a week, so weekends are my free days. I am waking up for the third time today. I woke up earlier to pray Fajr and Dhuhr thanks to Ismail, who is still surprising me with his kind gestures. I forgot to charge my phone last night, and that’s what always calls the Athan for me. I was so lucky Ismail guessed I would be sleeping through and came to wake me up.

“In the name of the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit... Lord, thank you for the blessings you have given us. Please bless this food to give us strength in our bodies, and bless this day for all of us. I would also like to pray for my father to come home because I missed him so much, and I’m hoping that soon, we will be together again. Amen.” I froze in my seat the moment I heard his prayer. I slowly turned to look at mom and Matthew, who were also glancing at me. When I looked back at Madrid, I saw him eating happily. A wide smile etched on his face. An innocent, hopeful smile. I chose to ignore the heaviness in my chest and simply continued eating. AT WORK, I was busy assisting customers wh

The thought made me swallow hard nervously. I knelt beside my bed, my hands clamped together and my eyes. I said a short prayer, I began by thanking God for letting me see another beautiful day, praying for guidance at work and protection throughout today. I also prayed for strength to walk through this new path without going astray from the Lord. A shard of “Amen” rolled off my lips as I ended my prayer. When I was done, I arranged my bed, did some cleaning up and zipped into the bathroom to have a quick bath.

I praise and thank you Almighty Father for this wonderful day. Please guide me… Us … And everyone! I love you, Papa God! And a lot of thanks in advance! Amen! Words I utter before jumping out of my bed. Then it’s time for gymnastic behavior! Fix my bed… Run to the bathroom and do my morning necessities! Stretching my body in case I have a chance to grow tall. Running to our petite terrace. Making loud noise. Errr… I don’t think so I didn’t wake someone else. Hehehe. With the roosters, I SCREAM….

It’s only 9:30, but school starts at 7:00, and I get up earlier for work. I go and make sure my door is locked and quickly pray before I am in a deep slumber.