Proof Of Heaven Novels & Stories

"Duabus corporibus, una anima. Unum ex duobus immolandum est ut alterum vivat. Alterutrum corporum remanere debet, alioquin aequilibrium inter caelum et infernum concidet." "Two bodies entwined, one soul to tether, A choice must sever the bond forever. One form shall linger, the other must part, Lest chaos consumes the realms at heart. Heaven and Hell's delicate thread, Frays should both be lost or dead." Realizing with aching clarity from the things she had read, Agatha's tears finally break loose. She's consistently cognizant of her innate talents and intellect, a contrast to her sister. By logical deduction, she would be the chosen one to preserve their family's honor.

Everything I've heard about heaven in my short life seems like a dream. Rhoda continues, "When I realized that heaven is not just a dream but a reality and a state of being in spirit with God who's a Spirit then.." Rhoda pauses narrating for a moment, gasps for air, clears her throat again, and continues, "I attended a funeral with people I didn't know. In my mind, a heaven is a place somewhere in the sky where God and the angels live," Rhoda continues. "Jesus was there. I thought and believed firmly that all innocent children who died went there." She pauses to look at Rudolf, who is holding Carina in his lap. “Plus all those who had prepared for the future.- the one who believed in God an

"Seriously? Shawn asked, clearly absurd by the old man’s belief. "And now, early Christianity became complicated with the concept of one god when a new concept was introduced. From the very beginning, Christians began to claim that along with Jesus's resurrection from the dead, he had also been "exalted" to heaven and given a seat "at the right hand of god" (Acts 7:56). 1 Peter 3:21-22 states that: "It [baptism] saves you by the resurrection of Jesus Christ, who has gone into heaven and is at the right hand of god, with angels, authorities, and powers made subject to him."

"So, you are saying your little brother is here?" "That is what I have been saying since we got here.” "He is a ghost, then?" Goodness clarified, watching me with the intensity of human skepticism. "Yes, he is a ghost as I have said," I willingly admitted. "He is a sacred spirit that has ascended to heaven." "I thought you don't believe in God." "True! I believe in a place called heaven." "I thought you might use a term that is little more spoilt than heaven," Goodness said slowly, a friendly smile covering his face and a spark of mystery in his eyes.

"But Chase defended me, saying that I was always loyal to good and that I could help the angels. But they said I was too unstable to keep. So after pleading with them, they said I could stay in the human world, or even run away to the demon world, but if I returned to Heaven, I would be killed... unless I proved myself worthy." "What does that mean?" I asked with a frown. That was so cruel. How miserable he must be, I could imagine. Cole only shrugged his shoulders. "I wish I knew. I've spent years trying to find out. But nothing I do can change it." I could hear the defeat in his tone, making me wonder how far he had gone to find a way to prove himself to the angels. "Then," I wondered, "wh

he interrupted “Nobody but it’s probably a chance to show God that we are good” She said “Good? Do I look good to you?” he asked “Of cause baby” she said “Do you think I look good in heaven?” he asked but she had no answer “You cannot prove anything… because your living or dying changes nothing before him… stop trying too hard, everything on this planet doesn’t matter” “Allow the maker worry about his creation” he got up and walked away while they stared at him

’ I say with absolute certainty. ‘Good, if he is in heaven, then I can take you to visit him.’ Abbadon says and a smile immediately spreads on my face. ‘Really, I can enter heaven without dying?’ I ask him with wide eyes. ‘Yes you can go to heaven because you are now half celestial but when it comes to hell, only celestial beings with royal blood can go and return.’ Abbadon explains to me. ‘Oh that means I can never see hell but that is okay because I am hundred percent sure my dad is in heaven.’ I tell Abbadon and he only smiles and gives my hand a light squeeze.

Max asked in confusion. "Yes. Hell and heaven are celestial or sacred planes. They don't interfere with anything. The Sacred trinity is the supreme of all life and celestial beings. Even heaven and hell and they do nothing to interfere that's why we are here to do their work." Gwen explained and their jaws literally dropped hearing that. "Do..do you think we can do it?" Wanda asked in worry hearing everything Gwen said. She had been up for quite a long time to know what was happening. "I don't know but I know that we can if we all work together." Gwen smiled looking at them making them a little at ease.

They said. Inside the dream, "So this is heaven?" Georgia asked herself. From afar, she saw angels singing, and a mansion of Gold. Everything from it are shining. "So this is the heaven according to the Bible?" Georgia said. She never read the whole book but she knows something about it. Then she looked around. She was actually standing at the gates of heaven. It was so high and so big. "How can I enter in this gate?" She asked herself. "Nevermind." She strode walked to it. Then someone stopped her. "Where's your pass?" A person asked. He appeared suddenly in front of the Golden Gate. "My pass?" She asked herself. "Yes your pass." That person asked. He was shining and wore a white robe. He i

He finished his breakfast, rinsed the bowl, and went to the back door he looked at the sheets of plywood nailed to the original entry and tried to grip it with his fingers, "Bloody hell! he called as his fingers slipped off. "Fuck it!" he ran back down the hall to the kitchen and pulled open the drawer, nothing metal in there, he looked in the stove, pulled open the oven, putting his hands on the inside of the oven to see if anything was loose, he discovered that the sides came off, yeah that would do. He ran at the door, and with the corner of the metal bit of the oven. The plywood dinted, and he hit the wood again, and again. If anyone came into the house now they would lose their teeth at