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The Bleeding Love
The Bleeding Love
The Bleeding Love
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The Bleeding Love

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In our modern era of vanishing morality, benchmark Christian principles seem all but forgotten. But what happens to those who honor the law of man above the Law of Christ? Does His Blood still cover them? What reason is there to put Christ's Law first? "The Bleeding Love" attempts to answers these important questions in this charming work of fiction, while at the same time coming up with a delightful and completely fictional, surprise happy ending.

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PublisherBeth Durkee
Release dateJun 12, 2015
ISBN9781310564512
The Bleeding Love
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Beth Durkee

A 1992 graduate of Carroll University in Waukesha, Wisconsin, Beth Durkee is the mother of two and a former U. S. military wife. She specializes in short reads for the Christian market that bring awareness to God’s quiet callings and His whispered presence in our daily lives. Her books have touched the hearts of readers worldwide with her message that life is often hard, but God is with us through it all. Durkee also writes YA Fantasy and Sci-Fi Novellas under the pen name Efran Myles.

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    The Bleeding Love - Beth Durkee

    Preface

    The Bleeding Love was a short story designed by author Beth Durkee to interact with her readers by asking for their input into developing characters and story lines. Readers will note that the story is divided into posts rather than chapters to keep it as close as possible to how it first appeared online.

    This story began as an experiment in writing horror, but quickly turned into a strange kind of romance and a parable-like lesson in Christian morality. The question being answered is: What happens to an unrepentant soul that dies unexpectedly and in mortal sin?

    Acknowledgments

    Contributors to this story include all the readers who participated by making suggestions and voting in the polls that developed it. Thank you, all. In particular, the following participants deserve special mention:

    Sorche H. for the main character's name, Samuel.

    Dee C. for Samuel's second wife's name, Sharon.

    Phillip W. for the first angel of death's name, Amos.

    John B. for the cement truck driver's name, Dusty.

    Frances G. for the marital child's name, Crystal.

    Dee C. for the second angel of death's name, Julian.

    Jocelyn S. for the guardian angel's name, Gabriel.

    The Bleeding Love

    by Beth Durkee

    Copyright © 2011 by Elizabeth W. Durkee, Beth Durkee

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. Printed in the United States of America. For information address Elizabeth W. Durkee.

    Cover design by Franny Barazarte.

    License Notes

    Thank you for downloading this ebook. This book remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be redistributed to others for commercial or non-commercial purposes. If you enjoyed this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy from their favorite authorized retailer. Thank you for your support.

    Scripture taken from the HOLY BIBLE, NEW INTERNATIONAL VERSION®. Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 Biblica. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved.

    Table Of Contents

    Preface

    Acknowledgements

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    III

    IV

    V

    VI

    VII

    VIII

    IX

    X

    XI

    XII

    XIII

    XIV

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    Post I

    Samuel groaned. His pounding heartbeat subsided into a normal rhythm. ‘

    As he peeled his head off the steering wheel to peer out the windshield at the damage to his front end, anger surged through his chest. What the hell is wrong with that driver? This is high-speed traffic! They could have killed somebody!

    Son of a …! Samuel exclaimed. His eyes grew large as he viewed his car’s nose. The whole thing looked like a gigantic, collapsed accordion buried under the tailgate of the cement truck in front of him.

    Oh, my God, he thought. What a mess! Somebody is going to pay for this damage. I had better call Sharon to let her know I won’t be home in time to go with her to drop off the kids.

    Tonight was Friday and it was Sharon’s ex-husband’s weekend with their children. Usually, Samuel went with her to drop off the kids, and then take her out to dinner. Tonight, though, they had planned something special in honor of his 43rd birthday (which had really been yesterday) and Sharon was very excited about the surprise she was going to give him. Samuel cringed at the thought of her displeasure when he got home late because of this stupid car accident. He felt fine so hopefully, giving a police report would not take too long and he could get home quickly.

    He reached over his lap towards his seat belt buckle. As he did, his eyes fell upon an unfamiliar white cloth on the seat beside him. It was covering something. He stopped cold as he realized that the something was a lap. The cloth he did not recognize was actually a long, flowing garment. His head snapped up as he jerked away from the figure beside him.

    What? …Who? …How? he stammered. He shook his head to clear it, then demanded, Who are you and how the hell did you get into my car?

    The stranger’s arm slipped off of Samuel’s shoulders, the hand coming to rest on his elbow, as it sat straight up to look at him. Funny. Samuel hadn’t felt an arm around his shoulders. He had only realized it was there when he saw it move. He jerked his elbow away from the stranger’s grasp, but the grip held fast.

    Samuel puzzled when he saw the doe-eyed stranger sit back. He could not decide if its soft features belonged to a man or a woman. (The flowing robes disguised its body.) Was it a smaller framed man with long, curly hair and long eyelashes? Maybe. It did sit a little taller than the average woman, had broad shoulders and its hands looked too strong to be female. Samuel decided to wait for the person to say something before he passed judgment on gender.

    "Do not be afraid, for I am with you1," said the stranger in a voice that was too feminine to be male yet too masculine to be female. (Alas, hearing that voice did nothing to help make a decision on gender.)

    Fists clenched with rage, Samuel bellowed, Who the hell do you think you are? Get your hand off me!

    With an expression that could only be described as sorrow, the stranger gazed down at its hand. It answered as it allowed its hand to slowly slide off Samuel’s elbow, My name is Amos and I am the angel assigned to your death.

    As ‘his’ fingers lost touch with Samuel’s elbow, Amos disappeared. Samuel snorted to himself, Good!

    The sound of sirens could be heard in the distance now. It sounded like there was more than just one vehicle coming. He hoped the cement truck driver wasn’t hurt. That would hike his insurance rates for sure. After all, he was the one who had run into it. He made a mental note to leave an extra cushion of space behind large trucks in the future.

    Resuming what he had originally set out to do, he reached over his lap to unlatch the seat belt. His fingers passed through the button.

    What the f…? he began, but could not finish. Why couldn’t he finish? He could not think of his last word! He knew it began with an ‘f,’

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