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The people outside looked at the burning building in confusion as the firemen tried desperately to put out the flames. This house was one of the oldest houses on the block. It had been through tornadoes, floods and wildfires without as much as a shingle falling off. The neighborhood had given it the nickname Rock House due to how unshakable it was. Here it was though, crumbling in flames right before them all.        Everyone whispered rumors about what could have happened. The ideas went from as simple as faulty wiring to as extravagant as an omen of the end of days. Nobody was in the house, thankfully enough. The only person who lived the

 The crowd stood in shock of what was just said. Did this man really come here as a prophet of God? Should they follow this “Preacher”?       “You say you can perform miracles huh?” came a voice from the audience. People turned and looked into the hallway as George Halyard started toward the pulpit. George was a deacon to the church and the church helped his family after the nasty accident that put him in a wheelchair. The people knew George well, and knew without a doubt that George could not move his toes, much less walk.  “Talk is cheap!” George spat at the man. “Let’s see your “mir

Chapter 1  “Come on Derek, time to get up! Goodness knows what your mother would think if she didn’t see you at church on Easter.” Derek opened one eye, closed it and asked for five more minutes. He knew he was lucky enough to have a good girlfriend like Sarah but he was definitely not a morning person. “I’ll tell you what” Sarah said in her definitive tone, “You get up right now, and we’ll go get some breakfast and coffee, my treat.”         Those magic words never failed to get Derek up. Breakfast was his favorite meal of the day, and coffee was his drug of choice. “Ok, I&#8217