Mobile Workforce For Dummies

Allen, Wyatt

wiley

Contact Centers for Dummies

Real Bergevin

Wiley Publishing,Inc.

<p>You have to ask yourself; do you believe in God? Do you believe that there is an all-powerful being that created all that you are and all that surrounds you? And if there is, why is he so elusive? And why does he let bad things happen to good people?These are just a few questions that a 12-year-old little boy whose name is Timmy asked himself and others. Not being able to get a straight answer from anyone and not being able to ask his mother and father.Because they are still harboring unforgiveness in their hearts from losing their daughter, Timmy's sister, Cindy, to a tragic accident. Timmy's determined to find out all that he can about the Supreme Being. He decides to go straight to the source, asking God himself.One night, while Timmy is lying on the roof of his house where he goes to say his prayers, he notices a shooting star. After making a wish on it to meet God, Timmy fell asleep on his roof, only to be awoken by our Lord Jesus Christ standing there, waiting to grant his wish by taking him to heaven.After Timmy arrives in heaven, to his overwhelming joy, his sister is there waiting to greet him. Not only does Timmy get to experience all the wonders in heaven, but he gets to spend time with his sister. And ultimately, he does in fact get to meet God.</p>

The Night Timmy Met God

Literature & Fiction

Genre Fiction

Independently published

<p>You have to ask yourself, do you believe in God? Do you believe that there is an all-powerful being that created all that you are and all that surrounds you? And if there is, why is he so elusive? And why does he let bad things happen to good people? Thes</p>

Religion & Spirituality

Christian Books & Bibles

iUniverse

Gathered along the bank of Missouri's Gasconade River enjoying a summer picnic with my family, I relaxed in the cool breeze, indulged in the tasty food, and took a refreshing swim. Life couldn't get better than this. Abruptly, a remote, rumbling roar interrupted my serenity. Seemingly closer and closer, louder and louder, it bellowed in the distance. I tensed. Surely it meant impending doom. What was the noise? It seemed oddly familiar, yet far from natural. Where was it coming from? What did it mean? I was bewildered and confused. When it happened again the bleariness of sleep swiftly left me. I realized what it was! I bolted from the top bunk just in the nick of time as the count-timer buzzer suddenly yanked me from my leisurely dream. No river, no picnic, no family, just four concrete walls, a metal sink, and toilet. I stood for count just as the prison guards walked up to my cell door. Whew! That was a close call. Taking it all in, I just smiled. I was happy, not because of my environment, but because of my incredible, miracle-filled journey that took me in search of God. I hadn't been seeking Him, but He was seeking me. He knew my heart when I didn't know my own. When He found me as a devil-worshiping, death-metal, head-banging, suicidal fifteen-year-old and broke through the strongholds of my life, it would never be the same again.

The Least of the Least

Remnant Pub.

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