Sinners Condemned Novels & Stories

“Nowhere in the bible does Jesus say to kill the sinner. He says to turn the other cheek, to let those without sin cast the first stone. What you have done is commit the ultimate sin of murder.” “I was doing your God a favor,” Bohdan said. “He wasn’t serious, but was enjoying the debate. “Only God is the judge, not man. He will do it his way and in his own time. Jesus lived with the sinners, Jesus would never condone what you’ve done.” The pastor said. Bohdan turned to face the pastor, dripping blood on the floor as he moved. He stabbed the knife into the wood altar and raised his hands to show what he had done. “Too late now, don’t you think?” Bohdan said with a grin.

Anytime I told him anything concerning being a sinner, he got out of control. "How dare you?" "You are nothing but a hypocrite," I said in a venomous whisper. He grabbed me forcefully by the neck and pinned me to the wall. With the rage he felt, I knew I was as good as dead. When he wasn't letting go, I parted my lips to beg, but no words came out. "You have no right to say that to me. You have no right to condemn me" ‘But you condemn me all the time’ I wanted to speak, but I couldn't. I felt my soul slipping out of my body.

Her cut and bruised hand tightened on the pen again and ploughed into the paper Dearest mortal you have become blind…blind to the fight that is constant around us, that creeps in the night while you sleep, that watches your every move…just so that when you trip and fall…your soul is on the line…easy for the taking. Don’t fall for his tricks… he fights over your soul dear human that Devil seeks to lure people away from God, his doing a mighty fine job. And you’re letting it happen. Have you ever wondered how some mere humans are so poor and unheard of, then extremely rich in a matter of seconds? This person has obviously offered his or her soul in exchange for diabolical favours. Of cours

Every sinner receives punishment equal to the chief sin they have committed, in an ever grislier dose of poetic justice. I know I’m going to faint any second so as soon as this thought occurs to me, tiny pieces of wire creep delicately under my eyelids to keep them from closing. Insistent electric charges also zap my vision right back into focus as though to remind me not to look away or I’d miss the show. “Sub-level 4. Money-hoarders, squanderers and corrupt politicians. Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where gentlemanly Death shall come like a thief in the night and all that.”

“‘When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? Hath no man condemned thee?’” He took a breath. “‘She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee: go, and sin no more.’” The church grew silent again. Baron’s gaze flicked toward me... once, twice, as he explained. “The Lord does not condemn, but He calls us to repentance. He forgives, yes, but He commands us to sin no more.” His voice trembled at the end, just slightly. I could see what he was doing.

That's why we ask if there is a God? Brother, have you ever thought that if God were to punish sinners, we would all go to hell?" "Sister Rosan..." Sister Rosan just smiled. "That is because there is no degree of sin. Lying is equivalent to sexual immorality. Stealing is equivalent to murder. You cannot say that a man is more sinful than you because the truth is, when you broke a commandment of God, then is death waiting for you. There is no one more pious or more sinful because we only have two destinations -- godly or sinful, the saved and the lost.

a man with a white mandarine shirt and muzta dictates, boldly with his finger on me. "Yeah, she will bring the wrath of God's upon us Father!" "We can't have her here!" claims the another The words traveled, one after the other, and the muffling noise grew louder. Demanding me to repent and atone for my sin which I have never committed. They can’t have such a sinner here, they said. People dressed in a certain kind of clothing, --usually black or white long dress and mutza- have never committed such sin. Therefore, they have a very right to condemn others who did commit such sin.

She doesn't want them to catch her. Jasmine spent the other 10 minutes by blabbering to herself and making up plans in her mind to escape. Maybe she won't make it out of here but she has to expose them to the world. Murderers are sinners that have to be punished. "Wage of sin is death" said the Bible. Every sinner deserves to be punished and he is no exception.

Samuel nodded wordlessly, still shaking and looking devastated by what he had done. “Should it turn black, then your life becomes forfeit. That would mean you have given us the wrong heart. You had not slain the human that you claimed to have loved. You will be given a painful death and you shall perish from this world without honor to your name. Do you understand these words?” Samuel nodded again. “Very well” the King replied to his gesture and summoned some guards, “Detain this sinner and lock him with the rest of the criminals in Tralfagar.”

She had fallen deep into sin and she wondered whether she was still worthy of God's grace and pardon. She remembered a woman like her, caught in the very act of sinning, and was brought to Jesus so He could declare her a sinner and people could stone her to death according to the law of Moses. But Jesus had asked the hypocritic Jews that any among them who believed had no sin, be the one to throw the first stone. None of them attempted, instead they walked away and the woman was soon alone with Jesus who told her that since her accusers had not condemned her He wouldn't condemn her either. He let her go warning her to sin no more.