Little Benny

著者： Gail L. Nobles
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  • Little Benny is a Christian Cartoon tale.
    Copyright Gail L. Nobles
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Little Benny is a Christian Cartoon tale.
Copyright Gail L. Nobles
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  • The Reflections of Fear 12:9:24 6.36 PM

    The Reflections of Fear 12:9:24 6.36 PM
    2024/12/09
    Story: The Reflections of Fear
    Story and 3D Art by: Gail Nobles © 2024

    Little Benny stood before the cracked bathroom mirror, the dim light casting strange shadows across his face. Each time he glanced at his reflection, he flinched, not only because of the blemishes that marred his skin but because of something deeper that lurked beneath the surface. An ugly figure stared back at him, a warped version of himself — a taro-like demon with hollow eyes and a wicked grin. It was an illusion sent by his own mind, a manifestation of all his fears and insecurities.

    “I’ve got to stop smoking for good,” he muttered, stepping back as if distancing himself from the repulsive image. The smell of stale tobacco still clung to his clothes, a constant reminder of his struggles. The truth was, it wasn’t just the nicotine that held him captive; it was the fear that wrapped around him like a thick fog.

    He recalled the pit of dread that had settled in his stomach when he lost his job. The sense of failure gnawed at him, a predator in the shadows, lurking as he faced each day. Memories of missed opportunities and regret surfaced, drenching him in a cold sweat. He could hardly breathe at the thought of an uncertain future, and with each passing day, the fear of the unknown became more suffocating.

    Panic gripped him tight whenever he thought about going to the doctor. Needles. He couldn’t shake the memory of the last time — the sharp prick, the rush of panic, the sensation of his heart racing as the room spun around him. It was a fear that shackled him, keeping him from seeking help for the things that tormented him most.

    Little Benny tried to hold onto faith, clinging to the hope that things would get better, but doubt had a way of creeping in, whispering venomous thoughts that clouded his judgment. "Why bother? You're just going to fail again," it hissed, drowning out the little voice that encouraged him to be brave.

    Little Benny had found a friend in Ms. Daniels, a kind-hearted teacher who believed in him, whose encouragement had ignited a flicker of hope in his otherwise chaotic world. Yet now, the shadows of his “giant enemy,” the bullies who tormented him, loomed large over his head. What if he lost her too? The thought paralyzed him. He felt like a tiny ship lost in a storm, tossed about by waves of anxiety with so little control over his destiny.

    “What am I supposed to do?” he lamented, staring at the wood grains of the floor as if they held the answers to his turmoil. He too realized it wasn’t just the monsters outside that threatened him; it was the demons within, those fears that clung tightly like barnacles.
    With a deep breath, Little Benny wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans, taking one last glance at his warped reflection. "I’m going to face this.”

    Before long, little Benny’s distorted reflection faded away, and they parted ways.

    You're listening to the story of Little Benny by Gail Nobles © 2024.
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  • A Throne of Smoke 9:17:24 6.00 AM

    A Throne of Smoke 9:17:24 6.00 AM
    2024/09/17
    Story: A Throne of Smoke
    Story and Art by: Gail Nobles ©️ 2024
    Ending music by: Gail Nobles
    Sound Effects and voices by: Gail Nobles

    Little Benny appeared burden by the weight of the world and the strife of the economy. He thought about how rich he used to be. He sat upon a throne of smoke. A great demon of smoke entwined around his mind, and in his hand was a cigar ,lit with the fire of his anxious spirit. He was worried about Ms. Daniels. It had been reported on the news that someone tried to break in her home, and he also thought about the drops of water coming down from his ceiling into a bucket.

    And the smoke arose in clouds, curling upwards as prayers of the weary, enveloping the man in a haze of his own making. The air was thick with the scent of despair, and the din of voices clamored from below, saying, “Who shall deliver us from this dark hour? Who shall lift the burden of our labor and restore our fortunes?”

    And little Benny in his desolate state looked upon the smoke that surrounded him and saw the faces of those lost to the shadows of want. And a demon emerged from the swirling fog, its eyes like fiery with the lust of greed, whispering sweetly in Benny’s ear, turning into the looks of little Benny.

    Demon: Have no fear, for I am the keeper of your desire. I shall show you the path to riches, if you but surrender that soul!

    Little Benny appear burden by the weight of the world and the strife of the economy. He thought about how rich he used to be. He sat upon a throne of smoke. A great demon of smoke entwined around his mind, and in his hand was a cigar ,lit with the fire of his anxious spirit. He was worried about Ms. Daniels. It had been reported on the news that someone tried to break in her home, and he also thought about the drops of water coming down from his ceiling into a bucket.

    And the smoke arose in clouds, curling upwards as prayers of the weary, enveloping the man in a haze of his own making. The air was thick with the scent of despair, and the din of voices clamored from below, saying, “Who shall deliver us from this dark hour? Who shall lift the burden of our labor and restore our fortunes?”

    And little Benny in his desolate state looked upon the smoke that surrounded him and saw the faces of those lost to the shadows of want. And a demon emerged from the swirling fog, its eyes like fiery with the lust of greed, whispering sweetly in Benny’s ear, turning into the looks of little Benny.

    Demon: Have no fear, for I am the keeper of your desire. I shall show you the path to riches, if you but surrender that soul!

    Yet Little Benny, the weekend, remember the words of wisdom spoken by the ancients, and he cast his gaze upward, where the light of truth shown bright. And he spoke: O darkness, thou hast no hold upon me! I will not trade my peace for the fleeting pleasures of this world.
    And as he declared this, the cigar fell from his fingers, extinguishing the flame of temptation, and the smoke dissipated like a defeated foe in the dawn of understanding. The demon shrieked and retreated into the shadows.

    Little Benny was the man transformed, no longer a prisoner of his fears, but a champion of hope, for he had learned that the riches of the spirit far outweighed the gold of the earth. And he rose from his throne of smoke, ready to face the trials ahead, unshackled and renewed. Amen, Little Benny!


    Yet Little Benny, the weekend, remember the words of wisdom spoken by the ancients, and he cast his gaze upward, where the light of truth shown bright. And he spoke: O darkness, thou hast no hold upon me! I will not trade my peace for the fleeting pleasures of this world.
    And as he declared this, the cigar fell from his fingers, extinguishing the flame of temptation, and the smoke dissipated like a defeated foe in the dawn of understanding. The demon shrieked and retreated into the shadows.

    Little Benny was the man transformed, no longer a prisoner of his fears, but a champion of hope, for he had learned that the riches of the spirit far outweighed the gold of the earth. And he rose from his throne of smoke, ready to face the trials ahead, unshackled and renewed. Amen, Little Benny!
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  • LB-INTERLUDE 1- 5:11:24 11.27 AM

    LB-INTERLUDE 1- 5:11:24 11.27 AM
    2024/05/11
    Story by Gail Nobles ©️2024
    Cover art by: Gail Nobles

    INTERLUDE 1
    SPIRITUAL WARFARE

    Litttle Benny is a story about spiritual warefare. He fights against an evil force. The Cigar Man intervines in his overcoming smoking.

    In Ephesians of chapter 6:11, It reads: Put on the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.

    Physically & spiritually, that’s what Little Benny had to do. He put on armor to fight his enemy.
    In verse 12 of Ephesians, it reads: For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

    That’s what Little Benny fights against when he fights against the Cigar Man. The Cigar Man is not a man of flesh and blood. He is power and smoke that wants to destroy Little Benny and the whole world.

    1 Peter 5:8 Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:..
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    2 分

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