Reason For God Mga Nobela at Kwento

I heard her chortle nervously and said, "finally! You are alive." I furrowed my brows and glared at her, "Why??!" "What do you mean why?" The girl’s voice sounds nervous. "Why did you save me?" I sat down on the sand. "Many people want to be alive but they can’t do that because of their condition. You are lucky to be normal! Why did you choose to end your life like this? For what? Isn't it good to be alive and live longer? Don't you know why God let you live at this moment? It's because you have are important and loved, so you shouldn't waste it like that."

I cried silently, but the pain was screaming inside me about the situation I was in right now. I thanked God that I was still alive even though I kept on asking Him why this kind of horrible thing had to happen to me. If everything happens for a reason, I wanted to know why He chose me to experience this. Did I do something bad for Him to punish me like this? I wanted to understand why He would let me lose everything I cherished so much after all these years. Why me? Why does it have to be me?

He searched everywhere and found nothing. I am God, your Father, the creator of the universe. I have seen you do not want to believe in me, regardless of all you've done, I still forgive you and want to connect with you. All that you have gone through is for a greater cause and you shall find joy in the morning. “All my life you never appeared. Why now? Why this time when everything withers? When the world is repulsive, when to die is an escape?” I have always been there. I was there yesterday, and I will be there tomorrow. I've been protecting you. I created you for a purpose and you are yet to fulfill it. You cannot go yet.

“What if all this while we have been wrong? What if Seth isn’t the most eccentric person in the Universe, but the most logical?” Alexis asked Ray and Butler Fin once. What if the Dark God did the things he did because he had to do them, not because he wanted to? “What if the reason why Seth is so strong is because the mortals do not know him, neither do they understand him?”

“Anyway, my point is, I spent hours praying that you would be spared, and you were. I don’t know if that was divine intervention, luck, or something else. But I won’t be ungrateful for it.” He was quiet for a long time before he turned to her and took her hand again, this time a bit more forcefully. “I’m not asking you to be ungrateful, Meg. I’m just questioning… everything now. I don’t know how a God could stand by and watch newborn babies freeze to death in the middle of the ocean while boats floated nearby less than half full of women wrapped in enough furs to clothe an entire apartment building full of factory workers. I don’t know how a God could pick and choose who lives and who dies a

“But what’s in this for you? Why make Melissa immortal? What do you hope to gain out of this?” “I am but an instrument of God’s will. The whole of creation is merely God’s story. ‘In the beginning was the word . . . ’ and who was the word with? Why God. That’s because God is the ultimate story teller. We are all part of His story, but all stories are inevitably autobiographical and that is why God is trapped in His own story. We are all God, perceiving himself individually as the characters of His story. My story is the antidote.”

“Nah, just leave him be, he such a loner, you know?” I slap Drayce’s shoulder. He didn’t feel any pain, since it was just a soft tap for him. “Drayce, why are you so indifferent about him? Can’t you see he is feeling depressed?” “Ha! Why would a god feel like that? They don’t have any emotions towards mortals. And that guy, he is only showing it to lure you and keep him.” “Don’t be a jerk. And don’t think it that way cause it’s not. I am going to keep him just because he was pitiful.”

I have more purposes in this world. My idiot❤️: Oh yeah? Like what? You: For starters, I am the blessing my parents have been praying for. I believe God sent me here to help living things, for example, animals. My idiot❤️: And why animals? Why not humans? You: I don't like humans. I have always loved animals since I could remember, they're too good for people. Many people don't appreciate them, a lot harm them for fun, vent their anger, science, and for sport. I don't like that. I also think animals are truly fascinating in a way.

After my mother died, I gave up the idea of a higher being and I stopped looking for signs a long time ago but then when I look at this stubborn, soft, infuriating woman I'm suddenly convinced God exists because there's no other explanation for someone like her existing. I draw her in tighter, maybe a little too tight but doesn’t stir. Good. I’m not ready to let go just yet.

The Chief Priest gasped and then continue. " I have a message from the gods to you, Your Highness. The message is that the Capture of the princess isn't sudden. It happened for a reason and that reason is known by the gods alone." They looked at him with so much interest, " why was she captured? Why her and not another person? What is the reason behind this because I don't seem to understand anything right now. The gods have been good to us, but why torment us with this? Why?" The king lamented.