Prayer Stories

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Kaori Bakugou, hero support student and girlfriend of Midoriya Izuku. The girl bonding trip she planned with Eri abruptly turns into a nightmare when the girl goes missing. Kaori was supposed to protect her. She was trusted. The fear of losing her found family-the Aizawa's, and disappointing her boyfriend weighs heavy on her heart. But what she thought would tear them apart instead brought them closer together. • Completed!

Collection of poetry based on my relationship with God and all He has saved me from. #13 delivery #21 holy spirit #29 trinity #34 salvation #35 prayer

Some people see the world as it is. Mira Summerbell sees the war underneath. To everyone else, high school is about grades, cliques, and survival. To Mira, it's a battlefield. She has the Sight. She sees the demons hitching rides on students' backs. She hears the lies whispered in the corridors. She sees the chains wrapped around the people she loves. She didn't ask for this gift. She just wants to be normal. But you can't ignore a fire when you're the only one holding water. Alongside a small circle of believers: the broken, the watchful, and the brave, Mira must stand against a darkness that is evolving. It's no longer just hiding in the shadows. It's standing at pulpits. It's influencing the curriculum. It's wearing a suit and smiling. They say ignorance is bliss. For Mira, ignorance is a casualty count. [Pronounced MY-rah] [All images were created using Google Gemini] © 2026 Joshua Ssenyonjo. All Rights Reserved. This work is the intellectual property of the author. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author. Infringement will be met with legal action. Note to readers: This is the official draft of "Mira: The Eye That Sees." If you are reading this story on any platform other than Wattpad, you are likely at risk of a malware attack. Please return to the original source to support the author.

This Book will contain questions related only to Ramadan. The purpose is to remind every Muslim "Ramadan is a guest, and the guest is welcomed with that which has been asked i.e., prescribed forms of worship." We often gett excited that the Ramadan is about to begin, but ask yourself a question "Am i ready to welcome the guest, the way it has asked?" This book contains question which In Sha Allah will help you be clear with some points We often ignore and do. May Allah allow us to enter the month of Ramadan 🌙

Katie Harman was homeless and it had been this way for her for many years. Living this way gave Katie a strong instinct of self preservation, but a bleak outlook on life. When she meets a strange man that gives her a Bible, her life is thrown off it's axis as it takes an alarming turn . Her thoughts and decisions were suddenly being challenged. Could she allow herself a different view on life? If that wasn't bad enough, her little makeshift home that had housed her for eight years was thrown into jeopardy when it's owner comes back to the area. Now she's forced to overcome her fears and anxiety to, just maybe, open her heart up a little, to do something that would be the most difficult thing she would ever have to do...trust.

I understand over the years the power invested in me and how to use it. I see love and being loved, how to correct as God corrects His children, the words that give life and death and numbers in my authority.

Just trying to spread the word of the Lord. Hopefully this will help you get closer to the Lord our God. Love you all! Amen!

A compilation of poems. #God #Jesus #Family #Home #Praise #Worship #Tambourine #Ministry #Wattys2016 Copyright © 2016 by E D E N All rights reserved. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of yours truly.

An honest beat of a heart in a relationship with the Lord. =°_°=

Finding hope through storms - not by denying the pain, but by choosing to sing through it. A quiet collection of reflections on faith and worship, written in the midst of storms. This is not a story of instant rescue, but of choosing to sing - gently, honestly - even when the sky is dark.

When Heaven Whispered is a quiet, reflective story about a child growing up in a Vietnamese Catholic family, where faith is learned not through sermons, but through daily life. Through the gentle presence of a grandmother, whispered prayers, rosary beads worn smooth by time, and moments of unexplained light and loss, the narrator begins to see the world with more than ordinary eyes. Set in the rural Mekong Delta, this story explores memory, belief, family, and the subtle ways God reveals Himself-in kitchens, candlelight, and the silence between prayers. It is a story about seeds of faith, planted early, growing slowly, and lasting a lifetime.

this is mostly poetry about Jesus sacrifice and God's love and Grace. prayers and Bible verses. Poems to read during the Lent Season..

poetry that creeps into your thoughts when you're alone

We are all searching for love -not just any kind of love but perfect love that doesn't let us down or fluctuate from moment to moment. We look for it in all kinds of places and when we find it, we hold onto it, desperately hoping that ours will be a fairytale ending. But even the most ideal relationships will bring heartache at times and so we have the thousands of songs and poems that have been penned on the topic! But what if there was a love that never failed us? Come along on a journey of discovery as we spend time in the Bible and unpack this topic in 'Love That Never Fails'.

I think life is about struggling internally. It's one of the greatest battles we'll ever fight. It's how we grow. And like Zenab says, it takes "Sabr," which in Arabic means, "patience." This is my story, but I guess it could also be Sami Mahfouz's, the jerk I'd never thought would be my other half. I guess it could be Zenab's story. Maybe it's even yours. What I know for sure is that life is always evolving. We change like the seasons of the year. I changed like the seasons of the year. By the end of this story, I will have: put on the hijab, fallen in love, and even done what we all wish we could do in a day. I found myself.

𑁍 Prem ke rang me aisi doobi ban gya ik hi roop , Prem ki mala japte japte aap "BANI MEIN SHYAAM" 𑁍 🌸 She never searched for love, she worshipped it. For Sita, love was not a fleeting emotion, it was devotion, pure and unwavering, like a prayer whispered to the divine. 🔱 Veideh was not a man of faith. He trusted the strength of his actions, the certainty of karma, not the silence of temples. Yet somewhere between her prayers and his restless heart, something began to change. 🪷 "Drawn together by a force neither fully understood, their connection grew into something far greater than love - something sacred, something eternal." 🪷 Because when devotion meets destiny, love is no longer just felt. 𝑰𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓. _______________________________

As valentine approaches, everyone talks about love but not nearly enough about the weight it sometimes carries. "Discarded by Valentine" is a collection of eight short stories exploring eight different aspects of love often cast aside. A realistic dedication to all scattered hearts.

In a quiet town where evenings arrived softly, two souls met-not through grand gestures, but through stillness. Aaron was a builder of unseen things. Plans, dreams, and quiet prayers filled his days. Most people didn't understand his vision, and he learned not to explain it to everyone. He trusted time. He trusted God. Miriam was gentle but strong. She carried her faith like a lamp-never blinding, always warm. She believed in growth, not perfection. She dreamed of a peaceful life, built slowly, with love and grace at its center. They didn't talk every day about love. Sometimes they spoke about faith. Sometimes about work, money, or the future. Sometimes they joked about small, silly things that only made sense to them. And sometimes-they were silent. Yet in that silence, something beautiful happened. They prayed. Not always out loud. Not always together. But somehow, their prayers felt aligned. When Aaron struggled, Miriam sensed it-not because he said anything, but because care listens differently. And when Miriam felt unsure, Aaron didn't try to fix her; he simply stayed steady. They were not perfect. They were not finished. But they were growing. They believed the future wasn't something to predict-it was something to build. Brick by brick. Prayer by prayer. And under God's grace, they learned this simple truth: Love doesn't rush. Faith doesn't shout. And the strongest bonds are often formed quietly.

I got asked by some people which prayers I use to pray to Lucifer, so I decided to just make a small book for it because why not ^^ <3 Mind you this is not a story, and the prayers that are in here are not made up by me, I found them somewhere but Im sorry I forgot where😓