When I Talk To God I Talk About You 소설 & 이야기

"Just because you're a billionaire doesn't mean you're a God." "For your information Miss Grey, I am God." " You are no God to me...you worthless son of a--" " Complete the damn sentence and see what happens Miss Grey..After all, I am Wesley Cooper. I own the answers to all your wishes in this world." I gave out a mocking laugh. " That doesn't change that fact I'm going to break your nose right this moment if you utter another insane word. You chose to mess with the wrong girl..."

Marian was busy with her friends, I was so bored and from the corner of my eyes, I could spot a garden, I loved the gardens and I felt like speaking to God right now, I got up and headed there, ignoring everyone in the party, I needed peace. Arriving at the garden, I saw a beautiful bench over there, so I sat on it, I needed fresh air. “Hey God, I miss my dad right now, and I have things to tell him today,” I said out loud. I do this whenever I felt lonely, my mother told me to always ask for God’s permission and then I can speak to dad and he’ll hear, when I was a kid, I was very inquisitive about my dad and she gave me this solution in other to speak to him, and today, here I am, speaking

"Well I never did until it worked for me on two occassions." "Which were?" She asked expectantly. Getting through my heartbreak and finding you, I replied hastily. Then I began to explain. We searched and searched but couldn't find you. I got a miracle when I prayed. I knew that you were nowhere near when I sat at the foot of that fountain so opening my eyes to see you there was purely a miracle. "So can you teach me"? She asked like a little child begging her mother to read her a bedtime story. "Sure." It's as easy as talking to me. You just have to convert all that you are feeling to God. Just speak to him like you speak to me. You don't have to pretend or anything.

This guy is a lunatic. "So, you're a genie now?" and I almost stumbled over certain words with tightness in my voice. "A god will never come down here, to meet someone in person, someone like me, and that's absurd!" I could feel my cheeks started to feel warm as I continued, "and like me, will a god ever hear my prayers, and if you are one, you know what I desire without telling you, right?" He didn't speak, keeping himself silent, but not letting his eyes off me.

________________________________ I've learned to smile from you, You are the way to love, Belief comes from you, I'll never come back to consciousness. My life is in your arms... ________________________________ I didn't know that I'd consider you my god, that I'd come to your streets, so much, all the time. ...... O my brute, We have no fear of what the world would think. You are crazy, and I'm crazy. ________________________________ ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪

For a second, he looked almost like one of the painted saints on the walls, except his eyes were too human, too tired. “Do you ever think,” he said quietly, “that some people were made just to suffer?” “No,” I said. “But I think some of us convince ourselves that we were, because it feels easier than hoping again.” He stared at me, and for a long time neither of us spoke. The only sound was the rain, relentless against the roof. Then he said, almost to himself, “It’s strange, isn’t it?” “What is?” “That we’re both supposed to be talking to God, but it feels like we’re just talking to each other.”

“I have some things to talk to you,” Who was I to reject my Luna? “Sure,”

She nodded and brought out two more bottles of soju and a beer. " This is it Miss" she said with a low voice. " Thank you " Bianca replied. The lady turned to leave but stopped and faced Bianca " If your heart is heavy, if you think the world is working against you, if you think your life is miserable. There is only one friend you can talk to and That is God. He can always listen and show us the best way" with that said, she turned and left. Bianca who was about to pour her drink was momengShe stunned and both the bottle and the cup glued to her hand as she listened carefully to the lady.

Blair doesn’t know where to go. She doesn’t have a relative other than her uncle Simeon. A memory popped into her mind while riding her bike. *** “If you feel that you’re alone and no one will be there to comfort you or listen to your problems, just talk to God.” Her dad said while caressing her hair. “Why do I need to talk to Him? We can’t see or hear him, dad.” “But you can feel that He is beside you and with you. In other words, His presence is there if you let Him enter your heart and soul.”

Blake asks me. “Yes sweetie, we just had a really emotional conversation but everything s fine. I am just going to really miss them,” I tell him. “So, what are you watching?” I ask him, when I saw that he was watching a movie on his phone. “I am watching this movie called Praise this. It is about the human God,” he replied.