Christian Love の小説・ストーリー

My voice had risen now, and I noticed some of the students around the lounge were starting to pay attention. Hector shrugged, unfazed. “It’s not bullying, Lara. It’s tough love. You know how this place works. People need to know their place, and Hades didn’t get the memo.” The tension in my body grew, and my gaze hardened. “I don’t care what your definition of ‘tough love’ is, Hector. What you did was wrong. You don’t get to treat people like that.” Felix, sitting beside Hector, chuckled and chimed in, “Oh, Lara’s playing the hero now, huh? You really gonna defend the new guy over your own people?”

Then, slowly, he released his grip. Allison's knees buckled, and without his hold, she collapsed onto the floor. Her hands hit the cold, hard surface, and she remained crouched, trying to catch her breath, her body still trembling from the encounter. But Christian’s voice pulled her back up from her daze. "That’s not love," he said flatly, the edge in his voice unmistakable. "Love isn’t about possession. It isn’t about control." His voice softened slightly, but the words still cut deep.

Christian smiled and turned to leave. “Christian?” Lia called and Christian looked at her. “Yes?” He said. “You hate me, right?” She asked, and Christian stared at her briefly before answering. “No, I don’t hate you.” He gave a short and curt reply. “Why?” She asked as her face dropped. “Because maybe I never loved you. How can I hate someone I don’t love!” He said and left the ward while Lia cried pursing her lips. ***

8 Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. _ Charity literally means Love. Charity, in Christian thought, the highest form of love, signifying the reciprocal love between God and man that is made manifest in unselfish love of one's fellow men. ... Paul's classical description of charity is found in the New Testament (I Cor. 13). _ To be continued...

, Abeer answered back. "Yeah.. He is right. You better keep your mouth shut and let me speak and confess my love to you baby.", Christian declared smilingly, making Abeer and Khushi both shocked at the same moment. "What? Con.. Confession?", Abeer stuttered in confusion. "Yes I want to confess my love for Khushi that is infinite. I don't know when I fell in love with her soul, not just her beauty but also her gentle and kind soul. The way she understood me, took care of me when I needed someone to be around me, she was, she is and I know she will always be there for me.", Christian confessed his love staring at Khushi whose eyes popped out in surprise as she did not expect something like tha

That sought of love is what's called, " Agape love. " The same love Christ has towards us that made him willing to lay down his life for us.... And to think that, Sasha... The girl who always opposed me and hated me with perfect hatred before her Redemption could do same for me... Was something I never imagined. " No.... Sasha... Please don't do this. " I kept screaming feeling the coldness of her body on mine. " No... No... Wake up Sasha. " I kept shaking her... It can't be! Sasha doesn't deserve to die like this...

And if I donate all my goods to feed the poor, and if I give my body in order to boast but do not have love, I gain nothing" (1 Cor. 13:3)..." The old priest was talking about love,and the importance of loving one another..He then continued : "In "Strength to Love", Martin Luther King, Jr., encouraged us to realize that "our responsibility as Christians is to discover the meaning of this command and seek passionately to live it out in our daily lives." But why love? What makes it so important?" Some random people will raise their hands and the priest will smile at them and tell them to stand up and answer his questions.When the person has finished,rhere were big applause,that made the priest

“Christiana is not just a woman. She is the woman I love and she is the woman I will marry.” His eyes glinted with mockery. “Love?” He spat the word like poison. “You dare speak of love? I thought your mother taught you what it was.” He thought for a while, “I know I don’t know how to love. You have accused me of that severally, but are you sure you are not imitating me already? He stepped closer, voice dropping to a menacing growl. “You love Christiana, yet you took away something she cherishes most?”