Echoes Of The Abyss

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n. Nathaniel had only stepped out to get some air. With his headphones on and hands tucked in the pockets o

ng boy on the ground. She was crying loudly, her hands pressed against the boy's chest. N

walked closer, and asked a

say he has asthma... he wasn't breathing f

ly placing a hand on the woma

yes searching his. "Please, help hi

in him-the same presence he felt that night his father passed.

sed hi

ays been about You. Show Yourself,

a moment. The onlooker

, the bo

ck and joy. "He's breathin

started recording. Nathaniel looked stunned-not because o

scanning the crowd. All he wanted was a peaceful walk.

nds, New

g up at their house-some begging for healing, some just wanting to touch h

ed about it at dinner. "They act like

ervously. "I didn't

oice was calm but firm. "This isn't a game, Nathaniel. You

e careful too. Not everyone w

ide longer than usual. The fame felt heavy, not exciting. He whi

te Ba

-intense ones. He would see crowds chanting his name, but t

ght, he called Jessica into his room. "

d. "No. You're being refined. The f

ies, their father's words, and scriptures he used

ious messages, guys inviting him to exclusive parties, str

t the pressure

re of

with Jessica, Nathaniel sat alone in the backyard.

eplied, "Because I made you r

-young, old, broken, rich, poor-all reaching toward heaven. He stood ba

, he wrote th

nto the room.

. "No...

it's time we wal

t just of healing, but of purpo

t a boy with a gift. He was

as just th

had spread l

limping for months, a son of a local baker who lived just a few streets away. His mother had pleaded with

ecause he doubted God, but becau

stirred, and with a calm v

that night - straigh

how everyth

ught photos of their sick loved ones, voice recordings, prayer requests scribble

rt a ministry. He wasn'

horizon, throwing soft gold across their small neighborhood. Birds chirped faintly i

holding two cans of iced malt drinks

what's happening," sh

it and sighed.

ge. You prayed, and that boy's leg straightened like nothing was ever

tance. "I'm not a chosen o

she said. "People will keep

o her. "Tha

scared? Imagine what it's like for Mom. Ev

th went

said, "Promis

yth

g this for show... for money, or atten

ght in the eyes. "I

ern to deepen the realism and emotion before we move to

andle flickered gently in the corner because the power was out again, and

he window, arms fold

had tied her scarf over her hair. Her eyes found her son, and she

word since you came

rned. "I'm j

nd touched his ar

one John used to sit on every evening befo

. I'm proud of you. Bu

at her,

ll of this, it wasn't random. You were born for something great. But listen to me, Nathaniel..." She leaned in, her voice dropping. "The higher th

wed hard. "I fee

bout school, about simple things. But now people will come knocking. Some will love you g

led up in

ling. I won't lose you too. So

nodded.

ing because people want it. Only move when God speaks

d

You're still my little boy, Nathan. But you're also God's son. I

her shoulder, "I w