![]() In her lap, the little grey cat was all grown up it was the same cat Madeleine had been holding on the balcony the day when one look from her teal-colored eyes had been enough to floor poor Solange. Madeleine lit a candle, its light illuminating a wooden hutch where an enormous rabbit was nibbling at some freshly picked clover. Her suspicions were confirmed soon enough. “There was definitely a cat and another animal, probably a rabbit, in the shed. Miracles: What They Are, Why They Happen, and How They Can Change Your Life It is God and God’s grace that heals, not our prayers and not our “faith.” Though we are exhorted by God to pray to him, we cannot compel him to do what we wish.” Remember, he was decomposing in a tomb when Jesus raised him from death. If someone believes it is our faith that heals us and forgets that it is God who does it, we should ask that person how much faith Lazarus had. That is arrogance rather than humility.God loves us, but we cannot demand things of him as though our faith is in charge rather than God. We need to have faith in what the Bible says, but we have to be careful that we aren’t trying to force God to do what we want. So someone might pray: God, your Word says in Isaiah that by your stripes we are healed and I know you are not a liar and that your Word is true and I claim that Scripture in Jesus’s name and therefore I will be healed of this stomachache! Proponents of this thinking believe that God must fulfill his promise to us in whatever verse we are “claiming” because what God says in his Word, the Bible, is true, and we can trust it to be true. ![]() “Another version of the “Prosperity Gospel” or “Name It and Claim It” teaching has to do with finding a verse in the Bible and then “claiming” that verse. And mostly? Well," Turning to face Lazarus and strike a pose, "I just can't fucking stop.” He'll make you want to scream when he ignores you, but then you find out he knows your favorite color, your favorite meal, what movie makes you cry and he can list every little thing in the entire world that you hate. He knows the exact way you need to be touched at any moment, in any mood, like he's fucking telepathic. Twisting to look in the mirror, adjusting her breasts in the tight silk, she continued, "He'll say the worst thing at the worst possible time, except every once in awhile, he says the one most perfect thing that just makes you want to cry from happiness. There are a million reasons to hate him, but there are a million and one reasons to forgive him for his faults." "Can you hook this thing?" Holding the corset on her stomach, Lazarus peeked through the curtain, fingers deftly snapping the twenty hook-and-eye latches. Pulling her shirt over her head behind the curtain, and holding her hand out for the corset, she replied, "Anything for you, Laz." “While gently pushing her towards the dressing room, Lazarus ventured, "Can I ask you something kind of personal?"
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