When I Talk To God I Talk About You Novels & Stories

The very air around her seemed to shimmer with the power of the heavens. "I am Athena," she said, her voice deep and commanding, echoing through the tomb like a thunderclap. "And you… Nihil… you will not break me again." Nihil staggered back, his dark power recoiling from her presence. His face twisted in rage and disbelief. "No! This cannot be. You cannot be Athena. You are weak. You were nothing before. You are nothing!" Kiara, now Athena in every sense, raised her hand, the air crackling with divine energy. The very earth beneath her feet trembled as the ground split open, revealing the raw force of her godly might. Her eyes blazed with fire, her voice filled with divine wrath.

The poem is titled 'SPEAK TO YOURSELF' and it reads thus. ******************************************************* How often do you converse with yourself? How often do you speak to yourself? How often do you listen to yourself when no one is speaking? How often do you minister to yourself? How often do you truly embrace yourself, your pain, your flaws, your truth, your fears... SPEAK TO YOURSELF Say to yourself.... "Though I am shattered and bereaved and I might wither with the wind but like seeds, I can sprout out of the ground, new and better. "

As I said before, when this is all over, we should talk. I smiled, sniffling and wiping my eyes. Why couldn’t Candido talk to me like this? Why couldn’t he just be open and lay it all out? Maybe Armageddon was my mate, maybe he wasn’t, but I appreciated his openness and understanding. Thank you for being honest with me. I can’t promise to be what you envisioned, but the Moon Goddess has led me here, so I can only trust in her plan. He replied, Are you religious?

The Almighty being, GOD. The night of Sunday when everyone has slept off, I sit on my bed, ready to make my prayers. I was feeling much better from the trauma that made me develop a fever. I am a Christian and I could still remember how my mum used to remind me to talk to God no matter the situation I was in. I am presently in a deep situation of 'intrinsic magnitude' and the only solution is to make my sentiment aloud. I feel God is my creator and knows about my situation. It will be much easier to tell him.

“So, you’re telling me you were one of God’s” “I told you not to say that na…” “Listen sir, you can do whatever you want to me, but I will never fear you enough to not call my creator God, because that is who he is, and that is what he will always be. You nor anyone will ever get me to call him anything than what he is to me. I fear him more then I would fear you or anyone else. So, you just gonna have to suck it up or kill me right now. The choice is yours because there is no choice on my end.” Trixie said looking at Levi as he fumed. “It does not matter what you call him once I get my revenge I will be your God.” Levi said, as Trixie began to laugh uncontrollably.

Because I pray to God I never see her again. XXX

Someone whom believed himself invincible. Well I knew he was not. Before we rode to find Alicia, Adras had finally broken the stubborn which. There was a weapon that could doom him. 'I´ll make him pay. For all he has done.' The god turned to face me looking mockingly at me and strode forward. "What day will your power ever exceed mine?!" the god laughed smugly replying to my thoughts. "The day will come, mark my word," I threatened back at him growling with bared fangs.

Abby said then asked, "how do you see the poem? Does it talk deeply to you?" "Yes! It does talk deeply to me in countless of ways that I can't explain. It gives me faith and trust that I am not alone. It gives me hope that i can get through anything life throws at me without being worried about where I am going to land and it gives me love." "So, you are saying, God talks to you directly and you listen to him?" "No! I didn't say so! God doesn't talk to me directly, the poem speaks to me. But I do listen to God's teachings and I try to follow them."

"Alright." My eyes drift down. "Well, I have this ability. It's not like a skill or something that was given to me. I was born with it. I-I see the Moon Goddess," I let it out, getting off track of the planned speech and flying off with anxiety. "I see her a lot, and I talk to her. She tells me things. We talk like we are right now. It's fairly normal, actually, well, besides the fact that she's a goddess and all—and I know this may seem completely made-up and that I'm lying, but I am being sincere because I love you." Alpha Kenn peers away, making my heart race.

"You talk with God?" "Again. Catch up, Aurora. I am an angel. All angels talk with God, but me, I am kinda special. He rants all the time in my head. But since I come to Earth it is been strangely quiet and I miss His constant interruption and rants." Azak gave her a shrug. "I miss The Voice." Rory wanted to bang her head against the walls. Even now, she couldn't understand this madness. She wanted to run as far as possible, away from this town, but she couldn't. She was stuck here.