Novel & Cerita Short Inspirational Christian Stories

But science needed more time to declare Ally cancer-free. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that he, Ally, and everyone who witnessed the event knew that Allison was cured of her illness that day. At that exact moment when Ethan prayed for a miracle, God gave it to him. As a thank you for God's goodness, Ethan, together with Allison, promised to serve God for the rest of their lives. Their story, Ally’s miracle story, was a testimony worth sharing with the world. And Ally had already started sharing the story of hope in the shelter—with other patients. It was the same story of faith that had helped them overcome death.

Threatened by Donovan's message, Boma buried her head in her book for about ten minutes. A Christian student rose and apologized to everyone for interrupting their reading. He urged them to bow their heads in prayer after quoting scripture that said -it is not by might or by power but by the spirit says the Lord. Then he urged everyone to depend on God to pass their tests and exams. Some students told him to shut up while others listened to him. Hilda bluntly told him that without reading, one would fail whether they prayed or not. She said God did not work that way. He would help but you had to be willing to do the work.

“He was like:; hey yo that's soft mehn, so Adam was the guy that got nailed on the cross and his dad was Abraham, he had a wife named eve and they birthed Rachel, soft soft!!!” My laughter couldn't be contained. I laughed my heart out that I needed to down a glass of water or else I was going to choke. “What??” I screamed. “Girl it was insane it sure wasn't funny at that point cause I felt so embarrassed, and then he went on to say his favourite bible chapter is the proverbs 31!” Truthfully I knew what the proverbs 31 meant, it talked about how the elegant woman, mother, wife and entrepreneur. My Christian faith and journey just died when I had to move from Dallas to Chicago and I was starti

She realized she had drifted far — not just from church, but from herself. That night, she gathered the girls. “Sandra called… she wants me back in church. Honestly, I think we all need it. A lot has been happening. Maybe we need Jesus again.” Silence. Then excuses: Amara: “I have somewhere to be on Sunday.” (But she didn’t mention that she had secretly emailed the anonymous investor.) Sienna: “I need to catch up on sleep.” (Hiding the fact that she had been crying at work all week.) Talia:

“I thought it would end with him. It wasn’t even entirely about revenge. I was trying to help them, free them… I should have never taken charge.” “‘Saint Christian was pulled from the river, and the good woman wept, for the boy was surely dead,” I quote our scriptures. “She laid him out in the chapel to rest, and miraculously – he awoke: a vessel of the divine itself, returned to spread His message.’” “Do desist with the hackneyed verse,” he groans, burying his face in the pillow. “That legend is entirely embellished nonsense.” “Why’d they think an undead demon was a saint?”

Chapter Twenty-four [At work on the high walls] When Rhoda mentions Jesus Christ as the one Lord and God who saves the world, their eyes widen in amazement. They couldn't perceive the missionary's message accurately unless something tangible could be experienced in their lives during times of need and suffering. When a two-and-a-half-year-old boy named Robert, son of Rhoda and Rudolf, saw his playmates approaching, he ran to them and eagerly told them about what Jesus Christ had done for him and his father when they were sick and suffering in excruciating pains.

But for Dak, it had been enough to keep his mind wandering. Ellie was sitting next to him, one of her new friends and the woman’s husband on the other side, and they were all captivated by the sermon. Who wouldn’t be this time of year? The story of how God sent his son to Earth as a tiny baby who would save the world was one of the best stories in the Bible. Dak tried to keep his eyes on the pastor, even if his mind wouldn’t stay there.

She listened attentively, interweaving her own tales of perseverance and resilience amidst the challenges she had faced. The mention of Isaac's name caught me off guard, my astonishment evident in my widened eyes. Grace's smile turned bittersweet, a mixture of gratitude and sorrow dancing upon her lips. She proceeded to recount how Isaac had come to her aid when she found herself in a dire situation, a selfless act that had changed the course of her life. "He saved me from those who sought to harm me," Grace confided, her voice tinged with a mixture of reverence and vulnerability. "And he not only saved me, but he also gave me a chance to rebuild my life here at the diner."

Suddenly, Ghan’s left hand grabbed my manhood as I heard her pleading in whispers. At that moment, the Redeemed Christian Fellowship (R.C.F.) decorators completed their task, while I enjoyed the cool evening breeze. I yawned while watching several students in the distance, hanging around, buying stuffs from the kiosk near the second theatre and chatting in groups. I wondered what Pre was up to that minute as I contemplated calling her. I was about to call A. J. Baby when I received a text message from Pre: Please, read, meditate and practise Proverbs 4:23

Nothing is impossible. I looked at her and something warned me to remain silent. What was the use of her faith? My father had a cancer that was killing him day after day, the woman in my life was on the verge of death. I didn't see any possibility, and my life lost all meaning when I imagined it without Manuela by my side. How does one discover such an urgent and overwhelming love, in such a short time, as the one I felt for Manuela? I gave my mother a melancholy kiss and headed for my office. I needed to be alone.