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little meet the artist for 2025 since I haven't made one for a few years! I don't actually have a tail but you get the idea
ALSO IM NO. 1 POJAR LOVER!!!! Partly because "Flora of the Pacific Northwest: An Illustrated Manual" is like a million pounds and I can't identify plants for my life so I need help always
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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!....................................................................................................................................trophyThe time God touched me and made me laugh when everyone else was crying.....................................................................................................................................The time God touched me and made me laugh when everyone else was crying ..................................................................................................................................... Just wanted to share this little story of how God reached my heart one time... when I didn't want Him to. Sounds weird, right? Why would anyone NOT want to feel God's touch? The mighty one who created absolutely everything, He wants to reach out and you don't want Him to, are you CRAZY?! Well, it went down like this. One evening, a small group of young pre-teen girls were gathered in this one lady's house. We were having our own little church meeting of sorts. Talking about God, reading some Bible verses... and singing songs. The lady had a tiny guitar and started playing and singing a kind of sad worship song. All the other girls in this group got tears streaming down their faces. Quiet sniffles occasionally overlapping the sounds from the guitar. God's presence was strong with all us that evening. I could feel my throat tighten up too. Tears wanting to well up. But I refused to cry. "God's made everyone else cry. I don't wanna cry. God's NOT gonna make ME cry!" I thought. The song ended, the sniffles continued. And then. I felt a tug on the corner of my lips. The briefest smile. And then, suddenly, I burst out laughing! Laughing and laughing and unable to control myself. Stumbling across the little living-room because I just couldn't sit still. Didn't even notice any of the other girls at that point, but I'm sure they must have looked at me like:“What’s going on with that weirdo?” . Almost knocked over a plant before, my best friend at the time, smiled and said:"Ok, sit down, you... you laugh-bug." XD I finally stopped laughing and sat back down on the floor... embarrassed. Don't remember much else from that evening, but that moment got forever stuck in my memories. It was like God was saying:"Oh yeah? You don't wanna cry, huh?" and decided to touch my soul with His finger and infused me with laughter instead. I can just imagine Him smirking as he did that. X3 This moment always reminds me that God has a great sense of humor. Hehe X3 So, it's not that I didn't want God to touch me, per se. It's just that I didn't want Him to touch me in the form of crying , that's all. So, if you wanna take anything away from this. A moral for the story, if you will. It's that God can and will reach you. Even in ways you don't expect. Or perhaps especially in ways that you don't expect. And that's a good thing =D So don't fight Him. Let Him flow and do his thing. I guarantee you'll love it. Because He loves you ❤ ^_^....................................................................................................................................