Novel & Cerita Secular Daily Readings

For a minute, she sat in a chair in front of the widescreen TV in her room. It was in Romans 12:1-2. She read it after taking her lotion and facial cream. “Romans 12:1-2: I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. 2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.”

He turned from the mirror to get dressed, ignoring the whisper threatening to drag him to hell. Because he was already there. *** Father Ward sat before his Bible and missal, feeling hollow and frustrated. Today’s reading dealt with the importance of charity and a giving heart. A worthy message, it still felt prescribed and detached from the real world. He grunted, flipped the missal closed and glanced at his watch. 4:15. If he left now and took the back way (to avoid construction on Main Street) he could get to All Saints early. Stacks of essays were waiting on his desk. Also, there was a faculty meeting after school tonight, and his monthly counseling session with Father Thomas. Given his

“Sitting on the throne of heaven, King of kings, the most merciful Lord, my God, the only one who loves me the most, I thank you for giving me the opportunity to see this day today. Therefore, I pray to you that your name may be considered holy, your kingdom may come. Just as your wish is fulfilled in heaven, so shall it be on earth. Today, give us our whole day’s bread and not bring us to the test, but keep us safe from evil. And if I have committed any offence, by mistake or intentionally, then forgive my offences.”

Timotheus snatched the Bible from Ferran’s hand and opened it as if he was so familiar with the book. “John 3:16… John 3:16…” Timotheus opened the Bible and saw the highlighted verse. “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” He read. “What about the numbers 17, 18, 19, 20, 21?” Czaquira asked. “Maybe the words?” Timotheus was confused for a while.

Marcel encouraged with a smile. “For is it not written that he qualifies those he chose? Go on, servant, go on and kiss his word; let him lead you." He said, while handing him a pamphlet that had the sermon’s title inscribed on it in italics, "The Wages of Sin Is Death.” Gabriel nodded and collected the pamphlet, while Father Marcel nodded too, but in a proud, pious way to show he was pleased.

We ask you to grant this couple wisdom to overcome those mistakes and wrong decisions. We pray all of this in Your name heavenly father. Amen" "Amen" everyone says in unison. "So, I'll read the special text word for your wedding." he says looking at Tianna and me. "The first Epistle Peter 4. VERSE 8 "And above all things have fervent love for one another, for ‘love will cover a multitude of sins.’" He finishes. I could feel Tianna’s hands shivering with nerves. I give her hand a quick squeeze. She looks into my eyes and gives me a small smile. I return her smile with one of my own.

Elion said. "You cannot change a definition." "We changed the wedding vows. We can change a day of the week." "How?" "By doing something boring," Elion said. "Something safe." "Nothing is safe on Tuesday." "Reading is safe." Elion reached for the notebook. "I'm going to read to you," Elion said. "Until 11:00 AM. If we survive until 11, we beat the morning odds." "Reading..." Cale considered it. "It requires focus. It blocks the static."

Cardinal Stefan asked. “I do,” old man Van Dyke said. Father and daughter exchanged a look – a happy look. Then Carlton walked away, taking his seat next to his wife. “Now we will have scriptures that were picked out by the bride and groom - read by members of the wedding party,” the cardinal said. Constance stepped forward. She read 1st John, chapter 4, verses 16 through 19. Then she took her original place. Marcus stepped forward. He read from Song of Solomon, chapter 8, verses 6 through 7.

Now I just looked at them when I couldn’t look at anything else. The reading ended. We sat. The old priest adjusted his glasses and stepped up to the center. "Today’s reading speaks to obedience. Not just to the rules, but to the spirit behind them..." I shifted in my seat. Lily tapped her fingers on her knee like she always did when she was bored. I whispered, "Don’t fall asleep." "You first." I smiled. "Pay attention, you two," the choir director whispered sharply. We both straightened like we’d been slapped.

JASMINE “Not again!...” I groan, rolling to the end of the bed to turn off the alarm clock. it's another working week and I need to head to the office. I'm still feeling sleepy but what can I do?. sitting up fully I rub my eyes a little, stretched my body then accepted my fate before climbing down from the bed to go on my knees. “Dear Lord, thank you for the gift of life, thank you for your mercies upon my life that's leading me on, I know I'm not perfect but I'm perfect in you. this is another working week and I need your help at Javis-k...Amen!”