The time God showed me and let me understand that He is The Creator.....................................................................................................................................The time God showed me and let me understand that He is The Creator ..................................................................................................................................... On the 25th of November 2024, at 4 o’clock in the afternoon, my husband and I were in the middle of watching the movie: »Leap of Faith« (1992 comedy/drama) , when he got a phone-call from somebody that needed his help and advise with their truck. While he was on the phone, I took the opportunity to go outside and feed our 3 dogs and keep them company while they ate their very late breakfast. The weather was mild. Not too cold, considering it was technically winter. A gentle breeze was blowing and causing leaves to fall off the trees. »It would be cool if one of the leaves fell into my lap.« , I thought and smiled to myself. »But, God, you don’t have to do that.« A couple of minutes went by and, lo and behold, a leaf fell and landed straight into my lap. »Hehe, thank you God.« I looked up and smiled, then started studying the leaf while while reminiscing about the other time earlier this year where a similar situation had happened. (The Dogwood flowers on our car) . The leaf was elliptic in shape, thin, had a jagged toothed edge and felt coarse on the surface. Fuzzy but rough. While looking closely at it, another leaf fell into my lap. A different type of leaf. This one was round, maybe slightly oval in shape, thin, had a smooth edge and felt silky smooth to touch. Feeling the texture difference of the leaves between my fingers and observing the shape difference, my mind began to wonder:»Why bother having such different designs in the first place?« . I already believed that God created everything, but also believed that everything evolved over a long period of time. Afterall, it made sense that He would »automate« His creation to take care of itself after designing it and bringing it into existence.(Like a programmer) . But I didn’t understand it... From an evolution point of view, if things really started as micro organisms in the ocean and took millions and billions of years to evolve into plants, then into small water animals, then fish, then reptiles that somehow end up on land, which evolved into dinosaurs, then into feathery birds and all other kinds animals with fur, skin and scales. Why bother with so many forms? As far as animals go, wouldn’t 2 forms be sufficient? One perfect predator and one perfect prey? Okay, so maybe a few more that would »evolve« or »adapt« to the different climates and seasons, but hundreds and thousands of species?? That didn’t make sense. Somehow, the thought entered into my mind that:»Well, I like designing and creating different characters, that each are different species, have different colors and textures and personalities... as do many other artists with their hundreds of fan characters and original characters...« . Then something clicked. All these different species. All these different lifeforms. All these different designs, shapes, sizes and colors... It had to have been created by a CREATOR! God loved to design and create so many different things, both animals and plants and everything else! That made sense! »Thank you for finally making me understand!« I praised God. I brought the two leaves inside and washed them with soap to get rid of any potential germs. While showing and telling my husband about this sudden revelation or epiphany, I got very emotional. Tears wanting to well up, throat tightening up, that sort of thing. It was just so incredible and overwhelming to finally feel like I actually fully understood this! And anxious and frustrated that I might not be able to convey this to him. That he might not understand the same way that I understood it. But, he nodded and said it was cool. »Yep. Whether God created everything or creation is part of Creator, doesn’t matter. We must respect it. People gotta believe in something. It’s good, as long as they don’t hurt anybody.« , he concluded. »Now, come on, let’s watch the movie« . Hehe... I tried to compose myself as fast as possible to keep him from waiting, but it was difficult. It took a couple of minutes. (Like mentioned before, I was very emotional) . His beliefs are noble and he does his best to help people, even if they hate his guts. Smart and selfless. Not many people are that way. The only reason I can’t believe the way he does, is when it comes to worship . Doesn’t it make more sense to thank and pray to a superior being who lives outside the constraints of time and space? Someone who is like a good father who loves us and wants to do what’s best for us? That’s just my conclusion though.....................................................................................................................................The time I yelled at God and He ALMOST struck me....................................................................................................................................The time I yelled at God and He ALMOST struck me ..................................................................................................................................... So, not exactly sure when, but it was during a year where I was home alone keeping an eye on the house, while my mom, step-dad and brother were all out working, driving a big truck.(So, before God called me back) . They’d come home once in a while for about a week and then be gone for months at a time. During this time, I developed a habit of thinking out loud and talking to myself.(As most people who are alone for extended periods of time do) . Anyway, one night, I was rather dissatisfied with how my body looked, so I complained out loud. Asking why I was cursed to look the way I did. It quickly turned from questions into accusations and rage against God. I yelled and yelled at Him for 10 minutes straight, and eventually I could FEEL that He was about to strike me! O.O;; Best way I can describe it is that it felt… electric. Like the static build-up of a lightning strike if it’s too close. Except this feeling was both inside, outside and around my body. But at the same time the “static” build up, a fear I’ve never known before welled up in me as well. I shot one more insult and complaint Gods way before the static and fear became SO strong, that it caused me, within a split-second, to fearfully curl up into a ball on the floor and whimper:"I'm sorry!" It was within that very last split-second when I apologized that God instantly stayed his hand.(Merciful is He!) . You can bet that I was extra careful when talking to God after that!....................................................................................................................................