There I was, on my knees, bent at the waist for God's redemption. I couldn't shake the guilt inside of me despite being told by many that the light on my face was a sure sign of forgiveness from God. I had sinned too much, displeased God to greatly to earn his forgiveness and I was sure I was damned to Hell. I felt like I was experiencing the dark, hot abyss that was hell in my heart. No one wanted me. No one wanted to see me. I was starting to feel lonely and damned. Surely this was a sign from God that I was destined to lead a doomed life. Both here and in the hereafter.
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The Liar
Mystery / ThrillerMy name is Mikael. Mikael Ivanov and I never prayed to God. Never bent at my knees before this nor did I believe I would once die to face Him. I was too self-consumed.
