Sin And Salvation Novels & Stories

The only person she'd expect to take her back with open arms was ripping her heart out. "Baby, we're here already. Let me just try this. Okay? Just wait for me." She was hugging him tighter, she didn't want to let him go. But finally did after he kissed and hugged her one more time. He had convinced her that they would go if her mom wouldn't listen to him. "Mrs. Wright, my name is Ian Taylor. I don't know if Albert Simmons had informed you or not..." "You are an adulterer, you acted on sin by sleeping with a married woman."

He spoke in a falsetto: “Hello, boys and girls! My name's Satan! I'm the Prince of Darkness and Evil Incarnate. That nice old man over there with a white beard is God. He's your Father, and if you don't believe in him, you'll burn in Hell forever. I'll torture you and roast you up good until your flesh melts on my teeth. Doesn't that sound wonderful? And look over there, at that dead man on a cross- it's Jesus. His Father killed him so he could die for your sins.” “What's a sin, Jimmy? Why, you're all born filthy little brats with Sin inside of you like an STD, passed on through sex from the Original Stinking Sin. And no matter how much you bathe, that Sin never goes away, not un

Perhaps this should have been the word I would be preaching today. I closed my eyes, fresh air coming from the rainy weather landed on my face as if I felt God was renewing me in this season. I started to pray but the face of Elianna flashed on my mind. I switched her image in my mind and redirected my attention to what God had to impress to my heart. Heavenly Father, the most gracious and most holy God. Lord, you are the perfecter of my faith and you are the author of my salvation. God, you knew what I had been through, you called me to be in this ministry to lead you people come closer to your presence but I had mistaken for I fell in love with Elianna and we love each and had brought good

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Ken prayed, “Father in the mighty name of Jesus, we come before you praying for this food in front of us, bless the food so that when we eat we shall have energy to work. I also pray that you bless this house, bless my boss and protect him wherever he is, bless everyone on this family. Also remember those who do not have food and give them. In Jesus name we pray.” We all said Amen. “Wow! Ken, I did not know you can pray!” I was more than surprised. Miriam was so happy with Ken she was all smiles. Then, Miriam looked at Ken and asked him, “Ken, are you saved?” Ken looked a little puzzled, caressed his chin and asked, “Saved? From what?” Miriam answered, “From sin, from the devil.” Ken smiled

” David gives a speech in front of his five kids. Anne says in disbelief, 'You mean to say,' 'You and mother were from that religious organization.' You weren't a Christian who had previously been saved?” Anne enquires. “Of course, we are original born-again Christians. We left the religious life when we met, and after doing more research, we learned that our faith in Jesus Christ can only save our souls from our sinfulness, not to become a priest or nuns. Although that can also be one way to save us because we already have faith as religious, but additionally, faith comes first before good works.” David explains this to all of his children, who are now all working adults.

The red shirt underneath feels like a deliberate choice, the vibrant color bold against the dark suit, and it reminds me of the blood that will soon be spilled, that will stain my hands before the night is over. “Welcome Mr…” he begins, stretching his hand to me. An unwise decision, I think, as I glance at his extended hand- a gesture to show trust, to form a connection. It's a pity he’s just offered his hand to The Devil, to the very man who will soon be taking his last breath. “Levi” I answer, my voice is calm, controlled, as I grasped his hand in mine. The contact is brief, but it’s enough to have his face imprinted at the back of my mind.

"I kept you prisoner. I—" "You saved my baby," I interrupted, my thumbs brushing his cheekbones. "You saved me. I'm not saying what you did was right. But you are not a rapist, Drake. I gave myself to you last night. Not because I had to. Because I wanted to. Because I saw the broken man behind the monster, and I wanted to heal him." He stared at me. The tears finally spilled over, rolling down his sharp jaw. "I don't know how to be good," he whispered. "I don't know how to love without destroying."

"I'll take him back." "Uh ah, brother," Sinful dares, raising a dark brow. "Do so, and I'm out." I gape at the immortal, wondering what has made him turn against us so quickly. This is why we can’t trust Sins, why putting any faith in them at all is only going to lead to terrible misfortune. But I never expected Sinful to use Lev against me, to put someone he knows means a lot to me right where he is in serious danger. It’s tempting to use my mind to strangle him again.

He seemed smaller somehow, and his whole demeanor was timid. He couldn't even bring himself to look at me. Ignoring Eliana's cries, he grabbed her hand and dragged her away. … I'd just given birth when I heard from Keanu again. Micah was the one who told me he'd become a priest. Eliana and the other two stayed at the church for three months, yet they couldn't change his mind. … Years later, I ran into Eliana again at a banquet. She was being yanked by the hair by a middle-aged socialite. "You slut! How dare you seduce my husband?"