Saved By Grace

Saved By Grace

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Their family was just as any others. They had money enough, a nice house and a big garden. The family contained a loving mother, the craziest dad and two lovely children. One was adopted from Japan, the other was born into it. Mia, the girl, was unashamed of her faith, and believed in all of her hopes and dreams. Israel was their boy. He was named after his mom's home country in the Middle East. Even though she was from a totally different culture and religion, she spoke English perfectly. While each of the family members lived their own lives, Israel screamed in the dark. He was tired of not being heard. Would the world figure out about he's addiction? No, it was best he didn't tell. On the other hand, it didn't matter how much he struggled to keep his secret away from the light, it started to leak out a drop of a time. Why keeping it a secret when it slowly extinguished the fire inside? Israel had a lot of questions. Questions even his family wasn't able to answer. Why would God create evilness in this world, why couldn't He save all the people instead of a tiny part? Is Jesus real or a fairytale? Get along with the main character on this fantastic journey of knowledge. Learn more about God and let the light shine. Erase all your thoughts you know about God, and see if there are something that's missing. This story will change his life, maybe it'll change yours too.
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