What God Does Not Forgive Novels & Stories

"God has not abandoned you." Malcolm's hand curled around the cross. " 'Perhaps you do not understand the magnitude of God's forgiveness.' A wise man told me that tonight. I couldn't believe it until now." Aya blinked back the tears. "God never abandoned you. And neither will I." Malcolm touched her face. "I will always love you." Aya laughed as a tear escaped. "You realize if God can forgive you, you'll have to forgive yourself. You can't get away with hating yourself anymore. None of us can."

His message was about forgiveness—a topic that struck a deep chord with Adrian. The priest spoke about the necessity of forgiving others "from your heart," referencing Matthew 18:35, the conclusion of the Parable of the Unforgiving Servant. His words resonated with Adrian. Forgiveness was not just an outward act, the priest said. It had to be sincere, a true release of anger and bitterness. The priest emphasized that holding on to grudges and hurt only weighed a person down, adding unnecessary pressure and burden. By not forgiving, one only brought pain and hatred into their own heart.

Quoting Sam, I treated Olivia too well, even better than how I treated my own parents. Even though she had betrayed me, I could not just set my feelings aside immediately. Undeniably, I thought that we could still be friends after I got over it, if she truly loved me and was truly regretful about what she did. However, she chose to lie once again. I no longer had a soft spot for her. “Olivia, do you remember what I once said to you? No matter what happens, as long as you tell me the truth, I’ll forgive you. If I find the truth out myself, then I’ll no longer forgive you.

"I was thinking we should visit him one of these days." "You guys can visit him, I'm not interested." Pearl said, standing to her feet. Brandy pulled her back to sit. "He's still our father in the end." Brandy pleaded. "Don't you think we need to forgive him?" "The point is the old man is not even sorry for his actions!" Pearl turned red. "No regrets, no remorse! And you want me to forgive him?" "Forgiveness is Divine." "I am not Divine." Pearl stood to her feet.

“Not after everything. Not after everything he did to me.” “You don’t have to forgive him all at once,” my father said, his voice soft but steady. “Forgiveness is a journey, not a destination. It is not something you give freely or easily. It is something you grow into, piece by piece. But it is also something that will set you free, if you let it. If Allah can forgive all of mankind for their sins… why can’t you forgive Khalid? None of us are greater than the Almighty.”

He actually shit himself. "Please have mercy," he begged. God may forgive you if he so chooses to, he is all forgiving after all. But the difference between me and God is that I don't think people like you deserve forgiveness. People who know the truth but would rather lie, people who should protect but would maim, people who should be pillars of society but would sell out others for their own gain, you are what is wrong with this nation!" I once again pulled the trigger, and the pastor fell to the ground, on his way to his God to be judged.

she said sharply, wiping her tears as she jerked his arms away and got to her feet glaring at him. "You should've thought about the consequences before hurting me. You're so consumed by the mindset of having whatever you want that you completely neglected how much you've hurt me to keep me by your side. I don't care how much you cry or beg for my forgiveness. I will not forgive you because in the end, I'm not a God. And only God is the most forgiving," she said angrily. Harshly wiping the tear that trickled down her cheek.

"But-but you should not be uncomfortable with showing softness, not around me. I do not think any less of people who emote fondness." The God bristled and his eyes darkened. A flash of anger radiated and one could also see fiery sparks ignite. His fist clenched and the temptation to crack the mortal across the skull was hard to resist but he couldn't. Anyone else would have felt the full force of his fury but instead he turned, biting his lip sharply. "To address a God as such is an insult," he hissed between gritted teeth "none as accustomed to being questioned by a mortal and none should be. Such a transgression would normally mean your skin would be split open by countless lashes; do you