Finally, Chapter 4..........took a while to think of a good plot for this chapter. Hope I can upload the next soon!
Disclaimer: This content is not for the purpose of insluting other religions. Those reading this can turn back if they want, but for your own sake, please don't...
And this is a LONG message to that anonymous fella who didn't bother to put his name. If you're not him, you can skip, or READ(it's very beneficial!!!). If you ARE him/her, then please read. Sorry for those who aren't him/her......trying not to be offensive to others.
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I don't need my own words to tell what you how I, and Jesus, feel. the Lord's Word in the Bible can express me well enough.
Jesus is very much alive now, y'know. Did you know he died on the cross for our sins, but was RESURRECTED FROM THE DEAD IN 3 DAYS? Or did Sunday School knowledge exit from the other side of your brain long ago?
2 Kings 19:22 Who is it you have insulted and blasphemed? Against whom have you raised your voice and lifted your eyes in pride? Against the Holy One of Israel!
By blaspheming Jesus, you are condemning yourself. Don't you know what happens to unbelievers? The Bible states it plainly enough.
Matthew 10:28 Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell.
God punishes those who blaspheme Him and sin......how would you feel being burnt and tortured for ETERNITY?In hell, senses are sharper, pain is worse than anything on earth.
Matthew 44 But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you,
But despite your comments, truly, I say to you, I only feel sorry. I've read about TRUE stories about people who visited hell, like Mary., and Choo Thomas, and those who sin, blaspheme Jesus, are gay/lesbian, and practice witchcraft are condemned to go there. Therefore, I'll keep praying for your call to repentance.
Acts 8:22 Repent of this wickedness and pray to the Lord. Perhaps he will forgive you for having such a thought in your heart.
This one pretty much says it all already.
Romans 15:13 May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
If you repent, you will experience God's love and grace. If not, then.....either you're lying(which just makes it even worse), or there's something else you need to ask forgiveness for which I don't know.
God bless!!! ;)
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Chapter IV – The Concept of Trust
Jennifer got up, her tolerance spent. To her sensitive ears, Ben's snores were louder than the car engine. Quietly, she wriggled out of her borrowed mattress and opened the window, wincing as it creaked. She turned her head. He was still asleep.
Sitting down, she contemplated what had happened. The chase, the fight, her powers. What she had done had been out of instinct. It hadn't happened before, except from what she faintly remembered. Everything had been just…normal. Not now.
For the half of it, she was worried, and scared. She had no idea what could happen, or when. There was still a lot she didn't know, even about herself. Finding the answers would be even harder. And as for the three of them, she knew Kevin still didn't trust her. She sensed that from his emotions, complicated, mostly anger, but also unsure with himself, and others around him.
At the same time, part of her, through the Holy Spirit, knew not to worry. The best thing to do would be to leave it in God's hands. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take." (Proverbs 3:5-6). Yes, that was what she would do. He would help her.
She knelt down for a moment, praying for help and guidance.
The she closed her eyes, to calm herself down. Most of the time, transforming in this state was tricky, and she had never actually got it right. Before this, she had only ever changed during times of turmoil, such as her dilemma of what to do when she heard that monster. But at this time, she had to concentrate.
Meditating, she thought of what she had experienced when she had changed. In her five senses, she saw blinding colours, with a gentle, but loud blowing in her ears. A strange, rather metallic taste in her mouth. She felt a rushing movement, as though she was in a stream, the water rushing about her. And she smelt the sweet smell of the earth, deep down.
Now, she felt those same senses around her, but slower. For a second, she panicked. Took another deep breath, and gave herself in to the rushing senses of her soul.
Slowly, she opened her eyes. She looked down, and saw fur and claws replacing her human body. She had done it!
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Meanwhile, Kevin lay on his bed, wide awake, and thinking about what had occurred.
He knew he couldn't believe in Jen. She was dangerous, her powers proved that already. As a girl as young as her, she couldn't control her powers properly, which might result in something worse. As a stranger, there was no telling what she might do.
And he had never seen that kind of alien before. He knew, because he had an index of alien species which he kept a few months back, when he was still trading alien tech. The creature had looked like a Loboan, but it wasn't on two legs. And the crystals seemed familiar too, he wasn't sure why. Her pendant mystified him, too. He was a master in this type of knowledge, and yet he didn't know what it was, or could be.
He looked out of the open window, and observed a cat running down the street. The night air was cool; a breeze had picked up, blowing wonderfully to his face.
She wasn't to be trusted. It was that simple. He wanted so badly to believe in it, to put his whole heart and self into that one fact.
And yet.
Something about her peaceful nature struck him. Her attitude, unlike other people they'd met, was…different. She answered questions without hesitation, contrary to how a frightened girl would act. And she never got angry. Normally, people would get pretty annoyed with him, not that he cared. That was how it normally worked.
Looking upwards, he played the scenes in his head, over and over again.
Black hair, and dark eyes. The same sense of wariness and shadiness, from living outside the normal world, away from others. The same unhesitant, outspoken way of talking.
All the same.
He sat upright. "It couldn't be….."
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Tadaa.....decided to move chapter 5 here.....it was too short by itself.
