Short Religious Inspirational Stories Novels & Stories

Elder Moses cleared his throat. "I will just say it. Verse six says that, 'Wherefore, we search the prophets, and we have many revelations and the spirit of prophecy; and having all these witnesses we obtain a hope, and our faith becometh unshaken, in so much that we truly can command in the name of Jesus and the very trees obey us, or the mountains, or the waves of the sea.' I love that verse because I have been studying faith recently! By faith all things are possible. I had a really cool experience last week as I started to look to God with more faith! I have received a lot of answers to my prayers lately. What do you think about that?" Indeed I was impressed with his ability to quote scr

The Lord’s eyes look around the world in search of such people. Not going to lie, along with my Dad, Mr Malhotra has been always an inspiration and encouragement to me in keeping myself faithfully to the Lord even when problems would come. He taught me to bless Him no matter what because He deserves it, but never curse Him. He will make your paths straight. “My dear son, you’ve made my heart blossom like in spring by accepting my invitation.” “Oh, I had to, Mr Malhotra! You’re so precious to me!” He chuckles, nodding his head. Mrs. Malhotra puts her hand on his shoulder, saying very politely and lovingly, “Our lovely Zahir has learned a few words from his uncle, am I right?”

“Once a soldier dies, their soul resides in their tags. To give them peace, we remove the dog tags and keep them in the memorial. This gives them a chance to be warriors in their next life. That is our belief.” Elika smiled slightly, bobbing her head to show that she understood. She lowered her eyes back to the floor, finding nothing more to say to the dark lord as her smile dropped. She understood a person’s need for religion, but the princess did not hold the same ones as her people. Instead, she believed in what nature held; in the promise of being reborn into the circle that existed around all things that breathed. “What are your beliefs?” Darkous asked, taking a long draw of his cigaret

I felt relieved that it was a dream, but that relief was short-lived. My phone rang, and the moment I answered it, my heart dropped. My aunt and my mom got into a car accident since the road was slippery. My aunt survived, but my mom died from blood loss. I was alone. I asked God to kill me, but he decided to do the exact opposite and kill the ones I loved instead. He's cruel. I just wanted everybody to be happy. I was okay with sacrificing myself, and yet, why did this happen? Life is a cruel game, and so is its game master.

Comfort continued, "permit me to tell you a story of a Fool who said there was no God. Religion is the opium of the masses. People are just brainwashing you to keep you as a slave. Be free and use your mind. Be creative, you can achieve just about anything. " This same fellow was in the same car with me, as we were talking about politics, then we entered religion, he felt we were talking rubbish. There is no God anywhere it is just a myth, it is not true. We were all arguing with him in the car when the driver lost concentration and there was an oncoming trailer suddenly the trailer swerved to our side and was like coming to crush our vehicle, the driver lost control and we were face to face

The connection was broken, they all went away, otherwise there were so many rituals that they would come and go Better a poor horse than no horse at all How easy it was to die in the Hajj, but it still took a lifetime to die There was no celebration of the murder, otherwise we would have been dancing and singing He knew that he was faithful that you were not Faraz! For your part, they would go for a bath ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚫⚫

I shout, and soon, people gather around. “Call 911!” I cry, and after what feels like an eternity, she is rushed to the hospital. By now, evening has settled in, and I head back to the refugee camp. Today was another bad day. No luck, and honestly, it felt worse than the days before. As I prepare to sleep, Maryam speaks up softly. “In my holy book, there’s a verse that says, ‘And with hardship comes ease.’ So, *fasbir sabran jameela*—be patient with gracious patience.”

It was from her that I learned that someone can actually pray and gossip at the same time. “ Our dearest father in heaven, we thank you for everything, for all the good things that you have done in our lives, and most especially for saving Mrs Brighton’s husband”, she said, her hands spread in prayer, her face looking upward, “He had been infected with a deadly S.T.D Lord, one that he got from always cheating on his wife, but Lord we thank you for healing him, for saving him from that illness. We then pray that he may turn a new leaf, that he may stop cheating on his wife and become the husband and father you destined him to be”, I once heard her pray during a Women's meeting, and just after

Some scars will heal on the outside but the pain you will feel on the inside. ~Humeyra Writers P.O.V There was laughter everywhere. Sheikh Ibrahim, Humeyra’s father was the center of attention as he told them the story of the companion of the prophet Muhammad peace and blessings be upon him. On this specific day he told the story of the companion who was known as the prankster that spared neither the young nor the old.

After being abroad for five years for work, I followed the address given by my boyfriend, Gavin Hayes, and arrived at what was supposed to be our future home. The door swung open, and a young woman stood there holding a child in her arms. “Who are you looking for?” Before I could even gather myself from the shock, she spoke again. “A colleague of my husband Gavin, are you? “Did he trouble you with dropping off food for me? “I’ve told him countless times. It’s my second pregnancy—he really needs to stop getting so worked up over it.” She stepped back, then invited me inside. “Why don’t you come in and sit for a bit?” Watching her beam with joy, all I could think of was Gavin’s promise to take