Give Me Something to Believe In
by K. A. Ma'lady
The
Merriam-Webster Dictionary lists Faith as a Belief and trust in and
loyalty to God; a firm belief in something for which there is no
proof. The Bible lists Faith as ‘being sure of what we hope for
and certain of what we do not see. (Heb 11:1 (NIV) So, is seeing
believing? Or is proof necessary for truth?
Monotheism
is the belief in the existence of one god or in the oneness of
God was, according to Judeo-Christian and Islamic tradition, the
original religion of humanity. But not all of are of the same
beliefs. Not all have read from the same book. And is the bible
just a book of stories, or is it a historical ledger for what was,
and what might be again?
The
philosopher, Thomas Carlyle once wrote: To us also, through every
star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we
will open our minds and our eyes.
What
do you see once the stories have been written? Is there proof within
the ledgers folds? Ask yourself, what do you believe in?
For
Faith Savage – The Message is a Matter of Interpretation
Belief
is in the Hands of Faith
Messenger
Faith
Savage Demon Huntress
Book
Eight
K.A.
M’Lady
Genre:
Erotic Paranormal, Erotic Horror
Publisher:
Mojocastle Press
Date
of Publication: 10-8-2016
ISBN:
9781601802
ASIN:
B01M58M237
Number
of pages: 76
Word
Count: 26114
Cover
Artist: Vanessa Hawthorne
Book
Description:
The
world is in chaos. School shootings, war, terrorism, the list goes
on. But what if you could do something about it?
When
angelic intervention meets demonic rage, Faith Savage finds herself
caught in the middle. Talk about tough decisions.
The
Message is a Matter of Interpretation -- Belief is in the Hands of
Faith
Excerpt:
“And when the
third seal is broken,’ Jason continued, preaching to a choir whose
interest was now somewhat piqued, “the balancer rides in the night.
He is the black horseman – the darkness; the bringer of the ends of
time.”
“In for a penny,”
I added.
“The end of a
pound,” he replied. “I speak of drought, Faith. And you and I
both know that drought is everywhere. Its destructive force spreading
and its oppressive hands are burrowing a dry, dark stain across the
land, hungering for just one believer. But the fields are empty and
the livestock barren. This is a world in crisis, Faith. Drought and
hunger and famine are everywhere. California, Nevada – barren.”
“Do not delude
yourself. The Four Horseman ride, Faith. Death is all around us. Open
your eyes and see, Faith Savage. But more importantly, open your
heart. The time is at hand. The proof is everywhere; on every media
channel, every cyber outlet you can link into. War is on every
continent. Famine. Plagues. I ask you, what more proof do you need?”
“Yes, Faith
Savage,” came the thick, rumble of my name, uttered as if God had
dropped a ball of thunder off a cliff and waited for the shards of
lightning to follow its decent into the sea. “What more proof do
you need?”
I turned at the
sound, dumbstruck once again by the cool, aloof demeanor of this
lethal giant in eighties rocker casual. My heart stuttered while I
took in the hands stuffed in the front pockets of jeans so faded out
there were holes worn in them. Glancing down, I noted the shoes;
white leather Capezios. Today’s T-shirt of choice was once again
black, a white stallion blazing across a fiery roadway. Its rider was
armored, the cross of God on his breast plate, a demon impaled upon a
pike, pike raised to the heavens. The script across the bottom of it
read, I’ll Take You to Hell. Gabriel, in all his ironies, stood
before me and I was struck with the urge to laugh, to cower and to
tremble, simultaneously.
His scent engulfed
me in the warm, rich rush of cinnamon, wind, earth and haloed man.
The sight of all that caged power in six feet six inches of man-angel
standing before me with the breeze that ruffled his auburn hair,
twisted my gut with dread. Worry, fear and then uncertainty followed
quickly as the frenzied course of my thoughts slammed into me all at
same time. I blinked and then blinked again. I took a shaky breath
and considered the moment. Considered his question. What more proof
did I need? The answer? Plenty.
About
the Author:
K.
A. M’Lady lives in the ‘burbs of Chicago with her husband and
three children. She’s been lost in the world of fiction since she
was a small child, and frankly, never wants to be found—at least
not any time soon. “Myth and magic builds dreams and inspirations –
and in an insane world, it is our dreams that spark the revolution of
change. No matter which world is being conquered. Within our dreams –
all things are possible.”
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ebook copies Messenger
Thank you Annette for sharing the exciting, dark and gritty series conclusion to my Faith Savage series with your readers.
ReplyDeleteReaders - be sure to enter to win!! If you're new to this series be sure to check out this series and see who has been tempted, saved, defiled and corrupted. Is the message plain? It's all a matter of interpretation. Got Faith?
Always my best - K.
You're welcome :)
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