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- Herausgeber: tredition
- Kategorie: Sachliteratur, Reportagen, Biografien
- Sprache: Englisch
There are times when we kneel down without any tears to cry for we have made bread of them: we have eaten and we have drunk them like wine by the bowlful...then we stand up and say, "What did I do wrong?" Using entertaining everyday situations, the aim of this book is to demonstrate why we fail to develop an intimate relationship with the Almighty. Witty Bible characters will hysterically come alive while they walk through the Beaches of the Land of Nod…just for you.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
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Copyright © 2003-2017 by Milyanna Amorina. All rights reserved.
The reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by electronic, manual, stored in a retrieval, or other means, including xerography, photographing, or recording, is forbidden without the written permission of the author. Picture cover art and Photographs, Copyright © 2013, by Milyanna Amorina. All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, dialogues, places, and events either are the creation of the author’s resourcefulness or are invented. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, occasions or locations is entirely coincidental.
Scriptures quotations are taken from the Holy Bible versions as follow: The King James Version (KJV), public domain. The New American Standard Bible NASB 95. Copyright © 1960- 1995 by the Lockman. All rights reserved. . The Net Bible (NET) Copyright © 1996-2006 by Biblical Studies Press, L.L.C. .All rights reserved. New Revised Standard Version Bible (NRSV) copyright © 1989, Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. Revised Standard Version (RSV), Copyright © 1946, 1952, and 1971 National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide. Easy to Read Version, copyright © 2001 by World Bible Translation Center, Inc., and used by permission. The Message (MSG) Copyright © by Eugene H. Peterson 1993-2002.
Published in the United States by Tredition
978-3-7323-9266-7 (Paperback)
978-3-7323-9267-4(Hardcover)
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Hamburg, Germany
THE BEACH OF NOD
MILYANNA AMORINA
ALSO BY MILYANNA AMORINA
COMO A MULHER DERRUBA SUA CASA
(How the woman destroys her own house)
WHO CHANGED GOD’S CALENDAR
(Do you know what time is it?)
WHEN ANGELS ARRIVE
(A “brilliant” prayer meeting)
HIDE & SEEK
(An allegorical true story)
TABLE OF CONTENTS
DEDICATORY JOE
PREFACE
CHAPTER 01 SEEK WHILE YOU CAN FIND
CHAPTER 02 OLIVIA TREE
CHAPTER 03 THE BEACH, THE BIKINI…
CHAPTER 04 AN INVITATION
CHAPTER 05 INTERPRET
CHAPTER 06 PROTOCOLS
CHAPTER 07 FIRST QUAKE
CHAPTER 08 SECOND QUAKE
CHAPTER 09 BREAK MY CHRYSALIS BUT…
CHAPTER 10 NEHEMIAH…
CHAPTER 11 ANEW
CHAPTER 12 A TENEBROUS VISITOR
EPILOGUE
DEDICATION
Joe
My most handsome surfist brother; how much love do I have for you…? Well, my love for you is the size of the Ocean when rolls, upsurges, and dives outstandingly, only to rise again and indefinitely do it all over again, playfully and courageously; it never drains, bores, betrays, reprimands, criticizes, or annoys… and… it never ceases to be there. That is why the Ocean is also a picture of my affection for you, and I had to dedicate this Book to my wonderful Brother who is always there when I need a hug absentee, or a splash in the sea.
I admire all your accomplishments. You thrive to live life to the fullest, and are an example in so many ways…a truly achiever in your professional life, equally as a father, and continuously thoughtful for the well-being of others.
I love you.
PREFACE
Sometimes at night on our beds, we search for Love… but oftentimes we cannot find love, so we get up and go about chasing here…and there… anywhere…and still cannot find love. However, we keep pursuing, and asking others how to find “the one”, and we make plans to hold tight to our dream when it arrives, and never let it go again.
And, that is how our story begins…!
CHAPTER 01
SEEK…
…WHILE YOU CAN FIND.
One day at the beach where I was playing hide and seek… bared foot and innocent, making castles in the sand… I caved my own grave at the roar of beach waves. My heart was route to sea, and I bent down on my knee… just one degree…. but entangled I became, retained with coercion and rage, at the roar of beach waves.
Lying in the sand among those I befriended, ingesting the bread of sorrow with no tomorrow, I sang, “Oh waves of the sea, don’t be so harsh on me…” At last one day, bold and aggressive I broke free. Yes, free and wise from the rhyme that has kept me tied.
Later, searching for Rock, my true love, I regretted the time I loss, playing with the beach waves…mainly because... my love was nowhere to be found …then...I surely bawled, and moaned, “O please, hide not your face from me, my Rock, my Love”
I searched for days and asked everyone, “Have you seen my love?”
“Who is this love of yours, most beautiful women?” They often asked me, and before I answered, my eyes sparkled, my heart bitted faster, and I smiled describing this one I love so much, “Oh…His body is so elegant... His head and hair are like the ocean waves...! His eyes are like the rising sun, and His voice is an ocean breeze... Has anyone seen the love of my life?” I asked, and knocked, and searched, and was almost to a point of giving up when my brother heard me and came running in my succor.
“Hosa, Hosa, He was searching for you earlier, and He sounded fairly anxious when tried to wake you up this morning ever so gently knocking at your door (1) and saying, "Get up my beautiful one, and come with me. Show me your face. Let me hear your voice, come away(2)”
“But I was sleeping… I was tired, and my bed was so comfortable… ohm...”
“Don’t cry“ said my brother, “He left this message for you...”, and handed me a note.
My eyes were nebulous with tears as I read the message, “Be aware of deceit; a little lie, just a little compromise can ruin everything (3). A little sleep, a little distraction, a little entertainment, a little too much of slumber and your gems will be all gone (4)”
“Which little things”? I thought. “The insignificant things can spoil our love? But I don’t have time for trivial things. What is He talking about?”
Disregarding His note, I continued seeking for the love of my life in all the wrong places and nobody could tell me how or where to find Him. I passed by a small crowd, and a large crowd, I walked through the Hills carrying plenty of baggage, plenty of sacrifices, but He was not there. I made my way down the lower meadows in agony, through the path of distress, through all the darkest painful and lonely corners, but He was not there.
I remembered Rock’s last words to me, “… a little sleep, a little slumber…” I remembered how strong was my flesh, especially when He called me to be with Him and I wanted to do something else – what was I thinking?
When I find Him again, I will never let Him go. I closed my eyes and fell asleep near Surrender Falls – oh, tremendous peace I found there… I slept deeply and later on when I open my eyes, I could not believe…Rock was right there in front of me. I stretched my arms towards Him and held Him tightly, and would not let Him go. But…the cares of this world… so much work to do, things to buy, places to go, the barbecues at the beach, surf contests, the parties, the theaters … there were so many things to do… subsequently I became totally absorbed with my daily activities.
One night, I went to my room exhausted, and forgot to leave the door open for my sweet Rock.
In the midnight hour, my heart was awaken. Someone is at the door, who is it? Oh, it is Him, my Sweet, He is knocking saying,
“Open to me my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one, your enemy is planning an assault and I want teach you how to fight, train your hands for battle and your arms to bend a bow of bronze. I want to give you the shield of victory, stoop down to make you great and arm you with warrior strength (5).
