Hearts Of Changes

Written in response to: "Write a story that includes the line “This is all my fault.”"

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Coming of Age Fiction Inspirational

Shine through the light, Patience walk through the valley of the dark. She trusted the Lord, with her heart and no matter her situation, she was sure she would died for him. The only one who had ever died for her.

She turned to the city, shouted to them, Repeat of your sin, don’t turn away from the one true God, can’t you see what you were doing was in wickedness?

Unfortunately that didn’t happen, instead she flee away from the city. She purchased a boat that leads to London. Felt a sign of peace, she believe it’s a good sign.

The sailors driven toward the city they were heading, waiting, while day and night passed. One night, a huge thunderstorm caused the sailors to lost control of the wheel. Somehow they were surviving. The others people panic, and start throwing lifejackets down to escape. They lead everyone down, safe and sound.

Patience went down, but it only got louder and louder. Frighted people cried and prayed. Begging their Gods to save them, but there was no quiet storm was coming.

Patience realized, it was her fault they were in this mess. If only she had gone to the city, this wouldn’t had happen. She took a deep breath, prayed to her Father for forgiveness, yet the storm continued. She, then turn toward the people allowing herself to wash away.

She blinked within an eye, and was stuck on an island, she look upon the sky, it had finally stop. She search on the island, surprising she got clean water and food. But the supplies are few. She thought to herself, This is all my fault. I was stranded here, because I didn’t obey him. She silently wept with tear, than she slept and wait for three days for something to arrive.

The boat arrived, and stop by the island. Seeing the woman, they gently wake her up. She yawn and thank the Lord she been rescued.

“Where are you heading to?” She asked. “We’re heading to New York City.” They responded. “C’mon in.” The sailors said. “Thank you.” She said as she went. The boat head toward New York City. Patience knows what to do once she arrive. Tell them, people about the good news of Jesus Christ.

The boat had arrived, beside the dock. People walked out and finally once Patience went out, she called for a taxi.

“Where?” He asked. “To Brooklyn, please.” She answered. The driver left her to the path, and she has thanks him.

She arrived, it was chaos, people fight,steal,and arguments even when it wasn’t necessary. She stood upon the sidewalk, and shouted “Everyone, please listen to me.” Suprisely, the people stopped. Bend together, they stood like a crowd. They replied, “We willing to hear what you have to say.” She took a deep breath, Help me Lord.

She spoke the message out loud, “Have you seen yourself in this mess? Look around you there were mess everywhere. Yet, all of you choose to fought, and now look around it dirty, and messy because you created it! Can’t we choose good over wicked? Repeat over your sin! Turn To Jesus! I’m trying to correct you on the mess you had made. So reflect on it , please!” She begged, but not on her knees.

The people turn around, realizing the mess they created. They obeyed the words she said toward them. Cleaned up the mess they had made, and it had took them a while to do so. They will be getting up and making treaty’s with each other for they had done harm.

When tomorrow had come, Patience woke up and open her curtains. There was crowd, a sound of parade,music and games have been there. She walked outside the gate of her house,and asked “What going on?”

The woman replied toward her, “Welcome, well thanks to you the people had change their ways. We had realized our action doesn’t show love, but rather hate. Care to join us?” She smiled, “I love to.”

The woman held on her hand, but she doesn’t mind. She learned to faced her fears for the very first time. They walked around, people were chattering,laughing,and smiling for the first time.

The woman let go of her hand, “Dance with me.” Patience, smiled “Of course I would.” they dance together, Patience dance for the Lord, while the woman dance for the sound of music.

“What your name?” She asked as they danced, putting their palm up in the air and turn around.

“My name is Starry.” She answered. The music start putting slow motion. The men and women dance slowly, together. Feeling the beat, and joy in their hearts.

It a memories they will forever be remember. They will be placing the music on their hearts.

The stars came upon, the moon was beside them. Patience hasn’t realized how much they had danced till night. She held Starry’s hand and put her arms around her. Starry did the same, “What that?” She asked. “It called a hug, and I’m proud to give you one.”

“It felt nice.” Starry admit. “Is there a reason why you believe in Jesus?”

Recalling the memories that Patience had preached. “Well, He died on the cross for me, every single thing I done, yet he still forgave me, even when I don’t deserve his forgiveness. His love is stronger than my love for you.”

“Perhaps, One day I will believe him.” “I’m sure you will.”

They both held their hands, waiting for the days to past. “Promised you meet me on this hill?” “I promised.” Said Patience.

The two woman chucked and lay down on the hill. The music still played it through. It had kept going for days and days. Even when they were old, the music still moved.

Then a new generations was born, and the music stopped playing, the sounds were gone, and they were dead, except for one. Starry, she wear a necklace, stood on the hills, and spoke near the grave.

“Patience, one day we met together, again.” She smiled, then look at the music where it were once is. It’s wicked, chaotic, and fights go on. She frowned on the sound of that, recalling how she had try to stopped it from going on, but they weren’t listening, yet try to harm her. Luckily she escaped from the harm, but she believe a new generation would fold and repeat of their sin.

Even if the music stopped, the memories would forever be in her heart. She lay down on the grass hills, smiling while recalling on the memories they all had.

This story were heavily inspired by Jonah in the Bible. It was also inspired by Nahum by the Bible.

Posted Sep 11, 2025
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