Novel & Cerita Real Stories Of Heaven

“Mattie, what kind of childish nonsense is that?” “It’s a popular spot around here. The Miracle Well is where hopeful individuals come to wish for miracles in their lives. They say that if you wish for a miracle there, or perhaps an impossible wish, there’s a good chance it’ll come true.” Matthew shrugged. “From what I heard, some wishes get granted, and some don’t. Sometimes, it depends on how desperate and sincere the person is.” Allison was unconvinced. “It sounds silly.”

But suddenly a strong forced took her upward leading her to the sky. She have now reached to the door of heaven. There was a large gate which separate the heaven from earth . She could see some people standing in a line and she done the same while standing at the back. " What is this place!!" She thought so. She try to look closely and she could see a man at the entrance of the gate holding a book and allowing the person's who is in the list and for those people who are not they are sent to hell direct . " Did i went to heaven after my death. " She was not happy but was amazed by the seeing the things which she always felt absurd and some fairy tale.

my grandmother gasped and clutched at her chest. My mother bent her head and quietly sobbed into her handkerchief. “What else aren't you telling us? Isn't Heaven out of surgery? Where is she?” my father said coldly. I clenched my fists at his overbearing tone. How would I tell them that Heaven is pregnant and in a coma? “Heaven…” Sensing my hesitation, Grandma grew more agitated. “Why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong with Heaven?” Taking a deep breath, I could only say, “Heaven fell into a…a coma.”

Although they have to take turns to go to heaven every day, the times when they meet are not many, but he believes that the world can be changed, and the brotherly love between them will never change. He was very interested in listening to the Queen of the Gods tell stories. The Queen of Gods often tells stories of a phoenix, nirvana, and the law of cause and effect... He listens but doesn't understand, but still likes to listen, always immersed in a smile that can contain all of her sorrows. The will of true training, like a phoenix, each time it plunges its head into the fire, is resurrected each time, its feathers are more beautiful, and the voice is clearer.

For the rest of 30 minutes of their drives to the Aeternum Wasteland Base, everyone were tuned in at the the Old Chief Mongo stories about Aeternum. How can they not be mesmerized and hooked to the story, because the chief is basically telling them about the story of how a heaven lives to them. A place of a better life that can be easily achieved by anyone, so it’s must be fake is what everyone think at the moment, but they can’t really speak of what they said at all, to counter the old chief story. Because ultimately they already seen part of the truth that he was speaking about.

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 said. "Hm? What animal?" Asher tilts his head. "Well, you know.. the one who intends to eat other animals.." "Oh.. the bad one?" "Yeah.. the bad one." Hazel already smiles looking at how Aaron tries to convince Asher. "Ok. But will he go to heaven too?" he asks making Aaron make a thinking-like expression. "Yeah..all animals will go to heaven. In heaven, they don't need to fight each other. They live in a harmony." he blabbering.

But then, he wasn’t a man. He was a god and I was in heaven. I found heaven very different than what I’d expected it to be. There were no angels playing harps and singing as they floated by on clouds. I struggled to remember my early religious education. If memory served me correctly, heaven consisted of various levels. Perhaps I’d entered one that didn’t have angels in it. After all, they worked closely with the creator God. My deeds may not have been bad enough to force me into hell, but they were also surely not perfect enough to get me seated next to the creator of all. That was it. I was in one of the lower levels of heaven. It made sense. Didn’t I learn that in the lower spiritual

“The Forty-Ninth Heaven, including the Greater Realms and the Haleth Realm, must be ruled by us living beings.” His words carried a powerful resonance, captivating the listeners. Quintus erupted into hearty laughter and looked at Quentyn.