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Psalm 77 ~ Only One Solution Out of Despair

Thursday, April 10, 2025 -- Good morning to our Father God in heaven -- yesterday the verse I was meditating on the sentence that kept sticking is "My soul refused to be comforted." I have been there - how strange that we would refuse comfort and consolation. What stubbornness at times to feel better. I admit a time a few weeks ago, the thought kept coming, "Read your Bible, Read your Bible" and I continued to sit, my Bible on my lap, watching some mindless show -- refusing the comfort the Lord wanted to bring me from His Word. Oh may it never be again! But Praise God when we turn to Him -- He is always there. How kind, how patient, how forgiving and how loving this great God Almighty that made us is! On to verse 3, we read:

 When I remember God, then I am disturbed; When I sigh, then my spirit grows faint. Selah.

Oh I talk to a number of women, myself included, when we remember God in our musings -- we are disturbed (disquieted, murmur, groan, rage, be troubled). "God I know You are there why didn't you stop that, help me, do something!" Been there, I have, mine more was, "God why didn't you stop that? Where were you when.....?" You get the idea -- you fill in the blanks with your own trouble. We are troubled by the thought that the Lord didn't step in troubles us by what He allowed in His world with His creature(s) and our circumstance(s). This is where trusting God comes in -- this is not the end. We have to trust that He is Sovereign, Wise and Loving and by what He allowed -- we trust Him that it was the best and most loving thing to do for all and we may not get the answers we want here (Deuteronomy 29:29). We don't understand that a loving Father in heaven deems it best for us not to know! So we trust God in the long hard night. If we don't, like the Psalmist we will sigh and our spirits will grow faint through unbelief that He loves and cares for us, discontent with the people and circumstances in our lives, leading us to be anxious and angry leading us to the pit of self-pity and despair. Oh may we ask to trust the Lord when the Dark Nights comes to trust Him all the more until the sun breaks forth and we walk in the unfolding of His Light (Psalm 119:130).

Wednesday, April 9, 2025 -- Because of days of suffering that the psalmist tells us about -- we know these are days of trouble and he sought the Lord. In the night it sounds like he is having trouble sleeping and that will make any of us pretty weary, very quickly. I don't know about you but when I can't sleep it is because of the old monster -- worry. It comes and instead of us turning it away (we will learn in this Psalm how to turn worry away) we invite it in make tea and scones and entertain it. Worry never comes alone buy brings the worst friends that have some of the darkest imaginations with the worst case scenarios. The Psalmist says in verse 2:

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; In the night my hand was stretched out without weariness; My soul refused to be comforted.

I came upon this article today. As a Biblical counselor, I find it is serious and hard work. People come to counseling in some of the worst times of their lives and need help. I know I cannot fix, but need to point them to the Savior. Often this is daunting -- for all do not want to go there (not only them but us -- we want a quick fix). But there is no quick fix that requires no effort and/or pain. So as I was getting ready to teach Trusting God, I found this article which encouraged my heart. I hope you enjoy it with me and I am praying it edifies you and brings you closer to Jesus. Happy Wednesday.

Don't Worry by David Powlison.

Tuesday, April 8, 2025 -- Days of suffering -- Basic Training to serve in the battle for the Lord Jesus and His saints. The suffering we encounter in the troubles of life is as a soldier who first enlists. They are put through rigorous exercises to build teamwork, resilience that will be needed for the battles ahead and strength with submission to authority. In our times the word suffering has fallen on hard times. We want comfort and ease; we don't like the world suffering much less the experience. Yet this is the way of the Lord our Master and Savior and we are even told in Hebrews 5:8 that Jesus learned obedience by the things that He suffered. How can we expect less?

Psalm 77:1 -- My voice rises to God, and I will cry aloud; My voice rises to God, and He will listen to me.

It is an act of faith to TURN TO THE LORD when we are suffering and trust He will listen. Respectfully express your angst to Him. He is listening His Word says so and He does not lie (Hebrews 6:18). There is no one else to go to -- there never really was. When you are His -- trust He is with you in all things to strengthen you for the battle of each day and call upon Him. Let it be our voices today that rise up to Him and cry aloud and trust He will listen as well as He did then. May our dear Father God in heaven forgive us when we wrongly assume that our suffering means He doesn't listen or even worse that He doesn't care (1 Peter 5:7). We merely do not have all the intel needed in our day and time to make that very wrong assumption.

Monday, April 7, 2025 -- Days of inward trouble must be days of turning to Thee especially when we feel you are no where to be found in our life, hearts and mind or worse, in the worst of time, you didn't seem to rescue us. We reached out our hand for help and all seemed dark and empty. I used the word "seemed" because it is an illusion of the grief we feel in our hearts that keeps us in the darkness. YOU ARE THERE. YOU ARE EVERYWHERE AT ONCE IN 100% PRESENCE. Please let me keep seeking until the sun comes out again and the sky is blue and sunny and I know You are there and I am not alone. Please do not let me turn to lesser gods as eating, drinking, cutting, sleeping, forbidden entertainments, inordinate worries, angst, self-pity or even trying to leave earth by my own hand (and many other ways as our hearts our idol makers). Let me keeping asking, seeking and knocking until you answer, reveal and open. Please know if you are in my circle of influence -- I have prayed for you today. Amen.

Source: Psalm 77 ~ Only One Solution Out of Despair

Ladies and gentleman, my case presented that is a measly 5 second video with probably (mainly) 2 screenshots and 2 seconds worth of my man Ozzie. I don’t know why he stuck with me but BOY do I go giddy when I see those 2 seconds and him in general (I need more of him in the comics please…me must see more of the dynamic of the guys and hopefully Selina too. 😭-)

Y’all got me. Are you proud of yourselves? Hm?

I’ve been hit with a rogue ray.

It started with Harvey Dent.

Then Ozzie from absolute Batman, and NOW RIDDLER?

WHAT HAVE YALL DONE TO ME-

Hello!! I was curious, if you’re willing to share: how did you become a Christian, or why do you believe in God? I know it’s a super deep topic, and I understand if you don’t want to answer. I’m personally trying to figure out what I believe in, and I don’t see a lot of Christians on tumblr. So I was curious! Thank you :)

I’m actually glad this was sent in. It gives me a chance to share why in the first place I came to God and why I love him.

I’m gonna start from the beginning if that’s alright? This may or may not be lengthy. So please bear with me, dear Anon. (Edit- IT IS- IM SORRY BUT THIS IS THE ONLY WAY I CAN GET A CHANCE TO EXPLAIN WHY- I hope you’re able to at least pick at it over the day if you don’t read it in one go so it doesn’t seem like so much. :,) ))

I was a kid when I was first introduced to God. Now some people have an introduction to him at some point in their lives, whether they grew up with going to church or with their parents or grandparents- maybe friends or other family members. For me, I didn’t personally have a relationship with God or go to church as a kid. I didn’t really KNOW Jesus or God. Just kinda knew the basics is that GOD is God and created the whole universe and I guess some of the well known teachings of like “Don’t kill, don’t steal, etc.” in the Bible, right? I was below the age of 10. As far as I can remember.-

I recall one day I was playing hide and seek in the living room with my brother. Funnily enough there was actually a program on tv talking about Jesus (was a cartoon if I remember right.) but I wasn’t watching or paying attention to it. It was just playing in the background basically while I hid behind the couch while my brother was looking for me, I was curled up and covering my mouth trying to stop my giggles. Then all of a sudden, I’m being completely honest as crazy as it sounds.- There was a sudden silence- like everything was muffled. You know the best way I can possibly describe it? Think of how you go underwater and you can probably hear muffled talking or chirping or noises outside of it, but not entirely. That’s what it was like. It was like it incased me and I remember hearing loud(not yelling.) and clear,

“*IRL name*, Be good.” And then just a few seconds later that muffled noise vanished. As a kid I didn’t know who told me that, who it was- matter of fact I didn’t think much about it. It wasn’t until I was OLDER that I figured out it was actually Jesus talking to me. Mind you, I was a kid who barely knew anything about him. I certainly wasn’t reading a bible at that age when it happened nor did I pray, or attend church. Yet he still called out to me- even though he knew ME, I still had yet to even know who HE was. That was my first time really experiencing God without even realizing it was him.

I was also a kid who ended up having problems. Mental issues mainly- even today I still struggle a bit- I have a bad habit of overthinking to the point where it’s led me to multiple mental breakdowns through my teen years till being a young adult now (18) but as of recently turning 19 things have definitely gotten better BY FAR. And these issues started all the way back since first grade. But stating this is important as it’s gonna tie in to what I’m gonna get into next.

Since these mental issues started when I was young- blaming myself for things that no one blamed me for, picking on myself for no good reason. I would cry myself to sleep without anyone knowing for years- although it was apparent to my mom as time went on how my smile and me, myself- weren’t the same. The thoughts I dealt with when I was younger would ‘evolve’ into different things. What I thought and struggled with back then, once it wasn’t an issue anymore and I overcame it, then a new thought would come up and take its place, starting that cycle all over again and making me cry myself to sleep and continue that self-deprecation and suicidal thoughts of obviously, thinking I’d be better off dead. Now I never committed self harm until I was 11-12. I was in an online relationship I shouldn’t have been in and both me and that person weren’t ok- and it just ended up being a mess that caused me to head into depression and what made me start cutting in the first place. (I’d like to state I do NOT blame this person at all anymore- even though younger me did years ago. But God healed me of the hate in my heart towards them- All of it’s in the past and we were both young and again…just not ok.)

There came a day when I was 12-13 and my mom saw the scars and fresh cuts on my wrist that I didn’t think of hiding. I was handing her a paper when she saw them and grabbed ahold of my wrists. She started to question me and crying- not understanding why I did what I did. I don’t exactly remember what I told her- but I do remember what she told me- and this is very important for what I’m gonna point on further down the line and what also saved my life. She said “Promise me right now, you’ll never cut yourself again or try to kill yourself.” And she told me to promise or swear to God that I’d never do it again. So I did swear/promise to God I wouldn’t.

I was trying to be ‘sneaky’ and cut where she wouldn’t see. My thighs. But that only lasted less than a week before I stopped completely after we had that conversation (about promising not to do that stuff anymore) But I was still depressed- hurting and aching. I just wasn’t ok.

I was also a homeschooled kid. Been since I finished second grade-

(we didn’t have a car) and just 2-3 years ago (maybe even longer) we had finally gotten a car for a year or less and after finally getting one, it literally went out on us for no reason/out of the blue some months later. Point is- I was also a home hermit. Rarely left the house and was usually cooped up in my room most days- if not that then maybe I was at my grandmas/cousins (they lived on the same property 5 minutes give or take from where we lived.) but all I knew was close family. Had no IRL friends but some online ones- but obviously they come and go. Never really a lasting connection to say the least. So this lead to me having really bad socially anxiety growing up, along with not interacting with people outside of immediate family basically. I had social anxiety till I was 16.

Now, I never prayed for it to go away (and by this point I did have a relationship with God.) but I knew my mom did after she confessed to me how she would pray on my behalf and ask God to take away my social anxiety- she was scared because she was wondering how I was gonna make it out there in the world and get a job or take care of myself as I was getting older and it was just that bad. Anyway, one day she pulls over to Walgreens and asked me to get down and get a couple items for her. So I steeled myself and mentally prepared myself saying it was going to be ok, stop worrying so much, and just generally calming myself down and reminding myself it was again, going to be ok.

I got down off the car and grabbed a cart, walking in and going down an aisle. I walked past a woman and suddenly, it hit me. I feel normal. There’s no anxiety or fear- no panic- I feel…fine. Peaceful. There was no feeling of it anymore at ALL. I literally thought “So this it’s what it’s like to be normal?” Because it really sunk in. God right then and there that day when I was 16, and had gotten down at Walgreens, took away my social anxiety. And I’ve never had it again. I give God all the Praise and glory. That WAS him- because socially anxiety doesn’t just magically disappear like that and it was an answered prayer for my ma.

And one day- when I was 16-17 another thing happened. I would almost ALWAYS cry when I looked in the mirror when I went into the bathroom. Staring at myself and feeling grossed out and hating myself for years. I thought I was so ugly…and unlovable as well. I just hated me. And that was for a long time- I hated even taking pictures and would always put up a hand, turn away or cover my face. But God again, one day, when I walked into the bathroom (this wasn’t something I prayed for either- and I’m not sure my ma knew about this but I don’t think she did.) I looked in the mirror and I didn’t cry. I looked and I loved who I saw. I thought she was beautiful. She was pretty. She wasn’t ugly or gross. No, she was just fine. And I’ve never been upset with myself like that ever since. I don’t HATE myself anymore- God removed the self-hatred in my heart towards myself and now I love myself. In a non-egotistical way of course. Nothing like “I’m all that”/ “I’m better than you/Better looking/etc-“ no, no- not like that at all. I just didn’t hate the way I looked or who I was. I loved me! And I’m so happy with my features. Just wished I took better care of my skin, lol. So thank Jesus for that. He also showed me I am valuable and loved- through his word as I continued to get closer to him and realizing it, along with how he took care of me in these ways. Not to say my family didn’t love me or anything- but I always questioned it or doubted it in ways because my head was just not ok. But Jesus broke through to me to show me his love and that I am loved.

And the times I went through a lot of mental distress unknowingly to my family members, and even knowingly, Jesus was the one who helped me. Praying to him, and he answered. (Along with getting into the word and seeking what/remembering what he said) He gave me a peace, a hope and joy nothing and no one else could or can. And that’s not a temporary thing, that’s an ALWAYS and FOREVER thing. He was the one who stuck with me through thick and thin on those dark nights, getting me through those hard, hard bad days. Because they were NOT easy to handle or deal with. He took away my depression, giving me hope in my future as the Bible quite literally says:

Jeremiah 29:11: "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." 

And so God did. He really, really genuinely did for me. And here goes that thing I was mentioning earlier about that promise I made him and my ma.

When I was around 17 give or take, I had a particular bad mental battle going on. And in the end, I genuinely gave up because I thought I had let God go. (Like renouncing him or something) and I always mentally told God I didn’t mean those thoughts and would repent and apologize. But that day, I thought I said something unforgivably to God and had just had enough and wanted to end it all. I mean, how could I say something so awful and horrible to him when he did all that he did for me? Gotten me through so much? And it was just a final string of giving up and it just snapped. I was done. So after deciding that on a car ride home after getting ice cream with my family from checkers, I was quiet the whole ride home and went straight to my room. It felt like everything was just done for me. That this was it. So after a bit I think I was called downstairs or had to use the bathroom and went down, and when I tell you I felt like there was a nasty storm in my head and it was such a strong feeling. I was just saying how I was going to end myself, that tonight was the night and I didn’t care what the consequences were or how anyone would care in the end. I just wanted to GO. Final. But the suddenly, as crazy as it sounds, it felt like a division in my head. Like someone put up a wall straight down the middle in my head. The best way I think I can describe it is like crashing waves against a clear wall. It’s muffled but also still loud enough to hear those ‘thuds’. Just like those thoughts that were raging going on about how I was going to kill Myself-(it was genuine. I really was. Even while I was depressed it had never gotten like that once.) and then Suddenly you have that one side of my head that was empty. QUIET. And I know it was the Holy Spirit giving me the chance to wait. And really think about what I was doing. And on that clear side of my head I had time to think. And then I was suddenly reminded of the promise I made to God years ago about not cutting or killing myself. As soon as I had remembered that, it’s like the thoughts just died down, and they were vanished almost instantly. The urge to kill myself was gone and everything just felt ok again. God knew what was going to happen and stopped it. Death was not for me that day- or suicide. It’s not from God nor would God want that for anyone at all. I don’t what this to come off like “I’m special.” Because no, I’m not. I’m a nobody, that knows a somebody (Jesus) and he helped me in my time of need. As he does to all those that reach out to him.

God also healed me of a huge kidney stone. Doctors said I had to have surgery most likely (I was in so much pain it wasn’t even funny until they gave me pain killers😭-) but just wanted to see if I’d somehow pass it at home. If I couldn’t, then I’d have to come back and get it removed there at the hospital. (Which was the most likely case since even they weren’t sure id he able to-) Point is, while waiting for results (since they weren’t sure what was wrong with me before they figured it out) my ma called my grandma and told her what was going on and they said a prayer over me saying for the kidney stone to go away, that I wouldn’t have to pass it or for it to turn to grains of sand. So I got released sometime later, with the news I mentioned above and they also gave me some cone thing to take home and pee the kidney stone into- and guess what? Next day no pain. Nothing passed. And I wanna say I remember seeing some small pieces of what could be resembled to sand in it- not a lot, just an extremely small amount that I almost didn’t notice. And when I went to get checked because I didn’t pass it, they said it was like I never even had a kidney stone. Gone just like that.

And listen, this is just a few testimonies of MY experiences. This does NOT account for what Jesus has done for my mother and the rest of my family. Because he’s done a LOT. And I’m not exaggerating or making any of this up. From the bottom of my heart, I mean all of this so genuinely and sincerely.

God has saved me, delivered me, healed me, and given me-

Joy like nothing and no one else ever has. Peace, LOVE- goodness, once you KNOW HIS love, nothing can compare with anyone else’s. I’m telling you that so seriously as well. It’s so incomprehensible and so deep and so much, feeling his presence and knowing that love he has for you- you can’t help but fall into tears and sob. In a a good way because this has happened to me and others I know.

He’s saved me from depression, anxiety, social anxiety, given me confidence when I had none- like so much that I’m just- NOT the same person I was before. He’s made me more loving, he’s made me more patient, he’s made me more kind. Whatever piece of those things I had, he MAGNIFIED IT. But it wasn’t a lot with me, all that goodness in me was instilled by him. He taught me and showed me how to love and love right. Not my way, his way. Any goodness I have in me is because of him.

I had anger and hatred. I hated people- all you heard were stories about how awful people were and etc. So it made me hate them. but he actually brought me to LOVE. And LOVE people. He’s healed me emotionally. Gotten me through so much- and he’s shown me he’s known me better than I know myself. And even the Bible clarifies that since it states how he knows all the hairs on our head (paraphrasing-) and how we were fearfully and wonderfully made. He knitted us in our mother’s wombs. So yes, he knows me better than ME. Like dang-

He’s healed me mentally, and physically.

Yes, I still have some problems. But IM A LONG WAY from where and who I used to be. It’s easier to handle those overthinking thoughts- especially when I remember scripture to shut those thoughts up or prayer. And just reminding myself of what he’s done for me or even spoken to me about. He’s always present and he’s always been my help in need. He says he’s our rock- and sure enough, he’s definitely been mine. He says he’s our fortress, our firm foundation, and he has been for me and my family. I have reasons to believe in God. To TRUST him and have fallen in love with him, being in a relationship- not religion- and coming to love him because I’ve learned and spent time with him to know him personally. You can’t beat a relationship with God once you get to personally know him. Once you get a taste of his goodness, you just can’t help but run back and get more. Not using him!- but you realize that he’s just IT. You don’t need something else to fill that empty void in your heart and you come to find out once letting Jesus in and letting him do his thing and take care of you, that HE’S ALL YOU NEED. People look left and right for something, ANYTHING to fill them, and that loneliness or to give them peace, or love, or joy that’s so temporary and even those things once they think they find them do not last…it’s because Jesus is the answer. I’ve tried to go back to old ways and found NONE of them satisfy me or make me feel like they actually bring me a genuine, lasting, permanent joy or peace. You won’t be able to head back to any old ways, or if you do, it’ll be SUCH a big difference on how they make you feel, and how Jesus does. You won’t be able to deny it.

He’s also shown me mercy and grace I never deserved. I did (just as everyone has and I am no exception) have done things I’ve regretted or weren’t good. I am by no means a saint. But I’m just a flawed person trying her best with Jesus by her side. His grace and mercy getting me through daily, along with his love and the forgiveness we receive through him because of what he did on the cross. I’m not a perfect person- I can’t ever be nor anyone that follows Jesus. That’s only when you get to heaven so hiccups and scraping knees (stumbling and falling) are inevitable in your walk with Jesus. But what matters is you get back up, keep trying and moving forward with HIM. Not staying down and walking away. Don’t let anyone lie to you by thinking they’re the perfect Christian or person. We all have bad days and are human.

He’s really good. I just hope that when you read this, and hoping you’ll read it all the way through that just maybe you’ll consider getting to know him personally. He’s worth it, completely. Not trying to force it down your throat though! Jesus wants nothing more than a willing heart, a heart that opens up to him and wants to let him in. Not where you feel forced to.

I believe without a doubt in my heart all that Jesus has done on that cross for me, and you, and everyone else in the world. I believe he was risen 3 days later after he was crucified on the cross and he IS alive and living today. I have too much in my life that points to the fact he IS real, he IS very much present and his like nothing and no one I’ve ever had in my life before or could ever compare to.

He’s a father, a friend, a savior, a comforter and counselor. All he wants is to talk to you, and just wants a relationship with you.

My taste in men is absurd. (Not actually-)

I think Ozzie from absolute Batman is fine.😫

If anyone plays OW let me know. I could use a playing buddy whenever I play- it’s just nice to know someone in a game or do shenanigans or themes maybe. :0

Three fandoms that’ll never let me go. (That I’m mainly involved in other than liking one character-)

Dc.

Undertale.

Fnaf.

I think I’m gonna shove my face onto my keyboard and start writing again.

Mutuals or passerby’s, what’s everyone’s first reaction to when they were caught(?) self-shipping for the first time?

I’m starting this because I just found some first time self-ship art and remembered how I reacted when I was “caught”.

I was really into Red X from DC and decided to draw him asking me out. While the drawing was saving on the computer (takes awhile because it’s old-) my brother came in without knocking and I SCRAMBLED to cover the screen like I was looking at something I wasn’t supposed to and trying to hide it. Even tried turning the computer to the side- I was so embarrassed. I can only imagine what he thought.

Did I ever mention I’m (not) legally married to Fritz Smith? Well the more you know!

Came on to rant. I no longer have access to my tiktok Rebornica au videos.

Butttt- there is one I saved and it gives me life. A lifeline if you will. The joy I have with this man is not even funny- it’s so genuine. But ay, happy (late) new years! Remember that Jesus loves you and I hope all the best for everyone. :] <3333

Foul Play

Kris and Reader thing/ PLATONIC / TW (?) struggling mentally/ Overthinking/ intrusive thoughts

It was hard to get yourself together. And for Kris, it was the same. Although it didn't appear like it, they had constant ruminating thoughts. Thoughts that were unpleasant and made them want to hide away from the world and everyone around them. At times they could have a moment of peace and other times not so much... Almost driving them mad they chose to say silent majority of the time due to this reason. It helped knowing if they rarely said a word they wouldn't worry if they ever said anything wrong at any point. One less thing to worry about.

Silence was so loud sometimes- like it was the enemy one day, and the next...your best friend.

You and Kris have known each other for quite some time by this point. But you never realized they struggled just as you had with anxiety and overthinking. Maybe it was meant to be that you two became best friends- after all, you two really knew how this went.

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A/N: Just something I don't know if I'll ever finish writing but just wanted to post because I could. If I feel like finishing it, I'll come back someday to it again. Also made this in like what? 2022 or maybe 2023. Was a rough year but Jesus got me through.

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” - John 14:27

If you’re struggling with this, I know %100 what that’s like. It was so bad…even in that really hard time though, Jesus was there. He literally helped me get through one of the scariest and roughest parts of my life being, which was around when I wrote this. It was a reflection and an attempt to connect with a character while hurting a lot.. this just serves as a reminder when looking back at reading it now how Jesus just got me out of that and out of my head dealing with overthinking and worry like no Tomorrow. It wasn’t easy to deal with and I had no help but him since I didn’t know how to talk about it or how someone would look at me because of what I was overthinking so much and dealing with intrusive thoughts..but I know he wouldn’t look at me like that. He can help. He knows you better than you do- because I lost myself but he didn’t lose me. His peace is like no other. He gave me what no one else could or anything in this world could, because I tried but it never helped for long with distractions. If you just come to him, and give it all to him he can help you. I guarantee this with my whole heart. He hasn’t failed me once, so that’s why I know I can keep relying on him in my hardest moments, darkest places and the pits I end up in. God does care…even though something like that sounds dumb or hard believe. It’s true. Just lay it down at his feet, he can help you. You aren’t alone.

WHY WAS ALL OF THAT ART AND INFORMATION DELETED. WHYYYYYYYYY-

we need a cuteness aggression equivalent term for when you see art of your favorite character you like so much that you sincerely cannot think of anything to put in the tags that isnt "im going to start biting off my own fingers"

Finally achieved level 5 endorsement on overwatch. 😭

Keep your eyes on Jesus. I know it’s troubling, it’s hard to deal with, it’s something you can’t get over, it’s not going away. But HE has you. Don’t worry- even though it is hard to not to. He really is there for you even when he’s silent. He’s present because he’s everywhere and he’s living in the inside of you. You aren’t ALONE. He’s there. You will never go through the storm or trial alone, he’s watching over you and every step you take. He’s walking there with you. He’s not far from you even though it feels like he is. He will NOT leave you. He Loves you.

I’m gonna go feral over Fritz smith. 🤭

Ah, disappointment hit. I didn’t think I’d hear it out of a pals mouth but if you disrespect Jesus and say horrible things about him I don’t want to be friends. I don’t play with that.

Dear Wingdings or Burm(tger), don’t know where you went but if you ever come back I’m leaving this here for you to see. I know we weren’t close or anything but I do miss you and I’m gonna miss the awesome art you post too. If you come back, please reach out dude, I’d love to be friends with you and I just hope all is and will be good with you. Really sucks to see that you’re gone.

What kind of vibe you looking for in music? I might be able to help 👀

Any kind- Can be anything as long as the song doesn't contain lots of cussing, inappropriate things, or metal. Ma'am, whatever you give me I will glady take. My music taste isn't that picky.

ITS SO GOOD ALREADY. IM ALREADY ENJOYING IT A LOT.

I'm very excited to play five nights of flirting. I just need it to open. 😭

I'm very excited to play five nights of flirting. I just need it to open. 😭

I just wanted to say it’s nice to see you back :> 💛

Aw, that's super sweet to hear. Thank you for the kind message, Anon. 😭💖

Alright, serious talk. You can unfollow, block me, honestly don't matter to me. I'm just saying what I think needs to be said.

I've been trying to seek answers and I feel like God's throwing them at me. By no means am I ashamed or embarrassed of the Lord or the word in anyway. But I hate confrontation. So instead of telling others to turn from their wicked ways, I pray for them. Now there's nothing wrong with just praying! But spreading the gospel is sincerely a serious thing that needs to be done more and I gotta kick myself in gear. "It's just the internet, why do we need to do that?" Exactly! It's the internet. Where you meet so many people or pass them by, it's a perfect opportunity to tell a bunch of people about the Lord. An old fear of mine use to be getting rejected by people, so I said nothing in the past. The current me could not care what you have to say about me now, call me a nutcase or annoying. It doesn't matter to me anymore. I could lose everyone but I know that I'll always have the Lord with me beyond all things and no matter what happens.

He is coming back. I'm not saying now, this very moment or tomorrow but soon. I'm pretty sure he's been trying to tell me that- I even had a dream where I didn't see his entire face but it was focused on the lower half, where I could only see his nose and mouth. And I clearly remember him saying

"I'll get you ready before it's time to go."

And then you got all this stuff that's been popping up about other people saying he's returning soon too. This isn't even remotely a joke. He told me that a while ago, and in the process he has kept his promise. I've dropped a lot of things, I've changed the way I speak and act, my way of thinking. I have a lot of testimonies but this is just one I wanted to share for this specific post. So to the other fellow Christians that follow me or hopefully see this post, now is the time to share the Gospel.

Bring Jesus into a conversation and don't be afraid to speak your mind of what the bible says.

Sometimes I open the bible and land on a random page, sometimes it doesn't make sense and other times it absolutely does. And I think one of those times was this morning, where I just opened it up after setting my mind on sharing the gospel as much as I'm capable of and landed on [ Isaiah 59:1 ]

I'm begging you to take this into deep consideration.

Y'all, 2021 has been crazy. Definitely one of the toughest years of my life. During the course of the beginning of the year I was a fumbling mess, not knowing where to go and what to do. Basically a ball of walking anxiety. But the Lord blessed me and I don't have it anymore- Which has helped me a lot with navigating life since it's one of the things not holding me back anymore. But around June/July I had a separation period where I lost everyone I knew (friend wise.). I went months with no one other then family(Just this December I got back into talking with people again/online). But in that time was the time I needed with God, and I've not only become a far better person but have grown a closer relationship to Him too. He's made me realize a lot of things so I'm hopeful for 2022 and kicking it off with a bang. I hope you wonderful people have an amazing 2022! And a sincere and genuine thank you to those who have made an effort to talk/speak with me(or those that just sent in a nice comment!). Even if it was just a small conversation it actually meant more then you could think.

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"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." - John 3:16