Stumbling Block Kjv Novels & Stories

Grey knelt in front of me and looked up into my eyes. “Open your legs,” he said softly. I nodded and slowly spread my legs. The ribbon still held my hands, but I did what he asked. Then he placed the cold block right between my thighs, right on my clit. I gasped loudly. “F–fuck,” I cried out, my voice was shaky.

I hear a thump and stammer, "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. For You are with me." I'm startled by items crashing in my kitchen. Petrified, I stare towards my dining room entrance. Hearing footsteps approaching, I'm too afraid to move. Then Jude appears. His face is covered in sweat as he breathes in deeply. That same voice says into my ear, "Don't stop reading." I whimper, "Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me," and Jude lowers his eyes glaring. Swallowing, I continue, "All the days of my life." Cocking his head, Jude's face softens, and I read, "And I will dwell..."

She uttered and flipped the plates of her memo. "This will be our reference verse, Matthew chapter 7:7-8, so it is said here that when we ask, it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds… and to him who knocks, it will be opened." All ears were compressed to what she spoke. "Kindly open your Bibles and read the verse for yourselves."

She is unhappy, though, when she realizes that she cannot reach out since the truth is what matters, that she does not know enough about God, and that she began to quiver on her knees without recognizing that God was gradually taking her fear away. The elder called on Vicky to take a position on the raised platform and complete her designated role while carrying the Bible. Vicky perused, “As it is written from the book of Isiah chapter eleven verse one to three; “A shoot will come up from the stump of Jesse; from his roots a Branch will bear fruit. The Spirit of the Lord will rest on Him-the Spirit of wisdom and understanding, the Spirit of counsel and of might, the Spirit of the knowledge a

Malik asked "Luke chapter twenty one and verse twenty four. And they shall fall by the edge of the sword,and shall be led away captive into all nations. And Jerusalem shall be trodden down of the gentiles,until the times of gentiles be fulfilled" Jacob replied. "Who else was led away captive into all nations?" Jacob asked "Black people" Malik replied "Right,and not just only that but we also fit all the curses in Deuteronomy chapter twenty eight and fifteen to verse sixty eight most likely verse sixty eight"

My heart beat faster. There, at the far end of the space, stood a stone platform. On it rested a small chest, dark and heavy-looking. My eyes widened. “The book,” I breathed. I ran toward it, but just as I got close, I hit something invisible. I stumbled back. My hand pressed against thin air. “A barrier?” I muttered. “Why can’t I pass?” Lotus spoke quietly. “There is something blocking you. Look carefully, Jade.” I squinted. Beside the chest, carved into the stone, were words glowing faintly.

I couldn't even do anything other than watch my baby girl in pain! Nothing at all. " Nothing? That's not totally true, Joseph. You and I both know you can do something that will give you and your baby girl an utmost satisfaction. " The moment I heard that, I realized that I was getting misleading thoughts but just before I could counter it. Another voice spoke in my thoughts. " Joseph I am sure you recall what was written in Proverbs 3vs5? " " Oh yeah... I remember the verse said, " Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not unto your own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge him and he shall direct your steps. "

You think you are going to win huh? I wasted no time and immediately went up and stood on the block that suddenly appeared earlier. I felt the tower shake up, another block is coming. I applied my palm to the tower. Near my head huh? Before the block came out, I immediately bowed. I used all my strength and used that block to bring me to the top. It's shaking up again! Once again I applied my palm to the tower. And to my horror, something is not going to appear! The block under my feet will disappear! Curse him!

Not the gentle, contemplative kind but the kind where spirit and soul wrestle beneath the weight of divine interruption. “God, what is this?” he cried. “Why me? Why now?” No voice answered audibly this time. But a scripture formed clearly in his mind: “Then the Lord put forth His hand, and touched my mouth. And the Lord said unto me, ‘Behold, I have put my words in your mouth.’” Jeremiah 1:9 James opened his grandmother’s Bible again. That verse was already underlined not by him. His phone buzzed. A message from an unknown number.

1 Peter 1:13 "Complete the race that God has set before us." II Timothy 4:6-8 "People of God, give Him glory." Isaiah 42:12 "Let us abound in Faith, Love, and Hope." 1 Thessalonians 1:3 He spoke Bible passages out of the blue. Jouri frowned at her. "You are quite weird, oldie." The rabbi closed the Bible he is carrying in his pocket, and breathed heavily. "Jouri, you are not a Jew."