conviction // a troy lougferd fanfiction
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Last published Tue, May 20, 2025
He starred at himself in the mirror.
Gaze empty and lost, when it caught on the cross he wore around his neck.
It had been meaningless to him for years of hangovers at church on Sunday mornings, telling lies and hurting others while he wore the symbol of unconditional love, but in this moment his heart twisted.
His vision blurred as he broke down into tears, knees weak as he sank to the floor realizing that in this moment: God still loved him. And he was calling him home.
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Disclaimer:
Hi, I'm that Christian writer that turns half hearted jokes about Jesus into heartfelt stories for God's glory!
I hope with this story I can lead some of you to the Lord, so he can renew you and fill you with the joy of knowing him ♡
Just like God takes our shattered pieces and paints a mosaic of a new, joyful life, I hope to take some of the negativity and mocking of Christ and paint an accurate picture of what he will do in your life if you give him the chance to love you!
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