The Case For Christ Kindle Novels & Stories

He knew anyone who was sane would never want to do anything to him, and Cherry was a person whose innocence had been really well looked after, first by Lucy, then by Christ and his friends, and now he was adamant to keep that for her. “Cherry, do not act like this, brother had his own reason to kill them,” Christ said as he helped her settle on the seat. He wanted to make a few things clear that he had not the same thoughts as her about Ryan. But he knew it would somehow sound absurd to reason with.

Christiana was ready to reclaim her voice, to rewrite her own story, and to forge a future guided by her own strength and convictions. Christiana sat alone in her study, the soft glow of candlelight casting a warm and contemplative ambiance. The room was adorned with shelves of books, each filled with stories of strength and resilience. As she perused the titles, her mind wandered to the situation with Tiger, and she found herself grappling with a difficult truth.

"Admit it. You actually liked what you did to them, don't you? You don't mind if those people would just drop dead. Not when they don't deserve that sort of mercy." "That may be so, but... It's just wrong," Rebecca weakly claimed. "And what they did to you is right?" Once again, she went silent, unable to argue. One look at that made Christian sigh in disappointment. "It is exactly that sort of attitude, that lack of fire to push through, that allows ingrates like them to take ahold of people like you. Unless if you take command, ignite the flames that want to be set alit, you can never truly bask yourself in the outside world. And those who did you wrong will continue to instill fear into y

"So what do you think? " "Why would I think at this moment," I-I was lost for words. Remnants of the past are never going to hide, they will crawl back whenever they see you at the lowest point of your life. "Why you shouldn't?" his cult reply made me nervous and lost at the same time. I can't see a point in arguing with him. "Aren't you confident enough? " he took a step closer to my direction. "Yes- I-I am," I tried to sound with integrity but it came more like a whisper.

“You don’t have to fight everyone by yourself.” “I’m not trying to be brave,” I said. “I’m just tired of being scared.” He nodded slowly. “I understand that very well, and I commend you for wanting to fight for your rights.” His thumb brushed lightly against my cheek. “I meant what I said,” he added. “No one gets to hurt you, not while I’m here.” My throat tightened. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” He smiled. “If there's anyone who's lucky, then it's me. You're too perfect it feels so unreal.”

into which Europe is now plunged, is to be charged, not to any weakness in Christianity, but to a grievous neglect, and in some degree to the very negation, of Christianity. The peace and goodwill which the message of the angels promised is, in fact, within the scope of Christianity, and might be realized in the world at large, but solely on the condition of the true methods being observed—on condition, that is, of Christ, and the law of Christ, being acknowledged from the heart as the true and only source of peace and truth and goodwill, and on the condition of penitent, humble, and earnest devotion to Him. That is the one supreme condition on which peace to the world is promised by the Gos

Alexi asked. “Tell me right now why I shouldn’t burn you to a crisp Alexi Daniel Bellefonte.” I said. “Christy, what is going on?” he looked at the floor and saw the wedding album. “Christy, I can explain.” “You better or I will burn this house down.”

I have a fabulous friend. And if it isn’t obvious by now, the person that I am talking about is Christine Gyamfi. And if you don't know who she is, then read the other book; The Light's Shadow. It's an original book that she wrote herself. I personally didn't read the book, but I'm sure that you will. I mean, why are you reading this then? But that's beside the point. Christine is awesome. She is hilarious, kind, and sweet. The woman also treats everyone around her with respect. She is one of the few people that fuels my faith in humanity.

“You mean like a devil on your shoulder?” “Something like that. You say you believe that your ‘Inventor’ left the room, yes? I believe that he hasn’t. He may not intervene, at least in ways that we like, but he is there, supporting us with the freedom to make our own choices. When we choose correctly and follow the examples set by his Son, he rewards us. Perhaps not in this life, but in the next. In his Kingdom.” “It may surprise you to hear this, Reverend,” I said. “But I’ve read that book, too. What does all this have to do with your burning down the drive-in?”

She muttered, “That adamant Jewish man was killed by his clans for disrupting into their peace, and that’s ought to be our action to all these men we see on those platforms who want to enforce their laws and religion on the people who look up to them” Ken shook his head, completely shattered at her mindset ... “For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish ...” he tried to quote a scripture but she interrupted. “To them that perish foolishness; but unto us who are saved it is the power of God ... Chapter One of First Corinthians verse eighteen” she completed the verse for him. Ken was surprised, stepping on the brakes hardly as he stared at her in shock ... “How did you know that?” h