The Bible 2 Novels & Stories

I turned around again on my bed trying to find a magic position to make me sleep and forget reality. I just couldn't rest, as I turned around my eyes landed on that one book, that one book I do not like to cslla book , I call it life. I got off my bed and walked to my drawer to pick up my bible. I had gifted one to Desiree and I had one with me. I opened it up and started reading…. One hour later…. I closed down on my bible with a heavy sigh from my lungs. My heart was now steady and normal. I looked at the bible again and just smiled, funny how much life it had and no one seems to understand the gravity it has, the amount of life it gives.

" How is the apocalypse described in the Bible? Miguel opened his mouth to speak, but it was Anne's voice that sounded closer to me. "There are seven trumpets for every seven days, and seven scourges for each angel who touches her," said Anne, removing the bible from her arm and searching among the sensitive pages of the sacred book. Zylah rolled her eyes when she realized our friend's devotion, but kept quiet; she was much more concentrated on the fainted archangel and hanging over Michael. Anne cleared her throat." Here it says, basically, that as soon as the first angel blows the trumpet, a rain of stones and fire mixed with blood will hit the ground, burning green trees and herbs. At the

"Be that as it may, son, the bible tells us in Deuteronomy 27:20 that 'cursed is anyone who has sexual intercourse with his father's wife.' Son, I, uh, don't want you to be cursed." Mom bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes when I slipped a finger into her soaked snatch. She yelped when I grabbed a handful of her tan globes. "What does the bible tell us about a fuckin' rockin' rack? You saw 'em. You haven't been able to take your eyes off of 'em! Aren't they incredible?" "Yes, they're magnificent." His words caught all three by surprise. "I, uh, mean, um, they were molded by God's hands. So, yes, of course, they're perfect in His eyes."

We need to be spiritually alive and let the Spirit of the Lord guide us in everything because the Bible is not any simple book that belongs to the world. No, the the Bible belongs to God. It is the Word of God. And the Word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.

I'm not as good at explaining as I thought I was. "Oh not at all, the bible to me is more of a guide to this thing we call life. The stories in there are more of motivational stories, something that one can relate to. All the stories there just show you that no matter what you're going through, God can pull you out of it, even if you're the one who got yourself into it." "So is it wrong that I've never believed in him my entire life?"

I said and tapped her shoulders, "I guess I need to crack this code faster so as to not embarrass Gwyneth." Sahra and Jigen stared intently at the statue, trying to identify the underlying message the stone statue is trying to depict, "Conquest of Canaan… isn't that a biblical excerpt from the Book of Joshua that follows the events after the Book of Deuteronomy before the Conquest began?" Jigen recalled. "Bible? You mean the Holy Archives? Sahra asked. "Listen youngsters, during my time we still call it that way… although the problem is—" "Have both of you remember reading it?" I asked, although I guess this statue was really derived from that narrative.

She looked from the left to the right and saw that she had their attention. “My father wrote that, when the ten sovereigns were created, the top three were created with their very own personal limits in the form of the three books, the book of Enoch, the Necronomicon and the Pandora, in each of these books were weaknesses of how to defeat God, Ymir and Azathoth should they start to rebel. God, after getting his own faction, created a scripture basing on the Book of Enoch but he contradicted the book and wrote the first scripture, the Bible which is by far the most well known.”

Why should we hesitate or why should we quibble or why should we quarrel with one another to find out what the difficulty is, when we know what the Lord told us what the difficulty is, and Moses wrote it out so a blind man could see it, then Jesus told us all about it, and it was later written in the Book of James, where everyone could read it? I refer to the Scriptures, now, my friends, and give you what it says not for the purpose of convincing you of the wisdom of myself, not for the purpose, ladies and gentlemen, of convincing you of the fact that I am quoting the Scripture means that I am to be more believed than someone else; but I quote you the Scripture, or rather refer you to the Sc

She raised me as she stood, an attempt to leave the conversation but she looked back. “They’re both going to hell?” I added and she sighed. “Honey, i’m afraid yes. You know-” She sat back, but this time opposite, picking up a book. The one i see in church. “You see this, this is the bible. You always see that in church with everyone and the priest and you even have yourself” She said. “This bible basically tells how we christians are meant to live. Basically tells us the good and the bad and how bad the bad really is. And that, on the tv is really bad. Really bad” She remarked and i suddenly remembered the quote of grandma.

"Don't forget to pack your stuffs properly. We will ask Osinala when we get to Umuise tomorrow to ask some men to help you carry your luggages. Good night James." "Good night Paul," James said. He got up and went to the room Paul Okeke had prepared for him. His clothes, bible and some books were scattered around. He arranged the bamboo bed properly and closed the window gently then he grabbed his bible. It was king James Version, the holy book first published in 1611 under the auspices of a great king of England, King James the first. The book was dark and had the Holy Bible written on the top of it. He opened it and stopped, then he flicked through the pages using the palm oil lamp that was