| i need a graphic designer...anyone interested? |
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| Keep or Sell? I have a Nintendo Wii. Should I sell it or keep it and play with it?
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| im a complete retard...
time to praypraypray! |
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| Scary DreamSo I just woke up from the scariest dream ever...
For some reason, whether it was because I had died or because it was judgement day, whatever it was, I found myself literally in the house of God with some other person. It was this giant space, literally giant, as in Jack and the beanstalk giant, and all I saw was this gigantic doorway that was as tall as the sky itself. Me and the other person knew that this was kinda it. We sat there and waited anxiously, scared out of our minds because we were so little in the midst of something so huge and gigantic and incomprehensible.
Suddenly God shows up, and he is HUGE. Bigger than Jack and the beanstalk huge. And he looks at us and then picks us up. First, he picks me up, looks at me intently, and then puts me back down. I think to myself, "Whew!", I dodged a bullet. Then he picks up the other dude, and we're both mortified. After picking him up, he takes him and puts him outside of the doorway, and out of the house. And I'm standing there, thinking..."Oh no! That's terrrible!!!"
He comes back, he looks at me again, and God asks me to stretch out my arms. I do so and then he picks me up by my outstretched arms, and I feel like I'm literally about to get torn apart. I shut my eyes because I'm too scared to face God. The only thing I feel is God is searching my entire being, from the outside, and from the inside out, inspecting me with scrutiny I never imagined possible. It almost felt like burning minus the pain. I was completely anxious and scared more than anything else possible. I just try to think happy thoughts because for some reasaon I think that might reflect well on me because God could hear those thoughts at that moment. After what seems like forever, I realize the searching is over, and I open my eyes, and I'm still being held up by my outstretched arms. I'm relieved because I'm still being held up by God and I haven't been put out the doorway. I think I'm safe.
Suddenly God embraces me. I was basically this little kid being embraced by what felt like my father, but bigger, greater, and grander than anything else I could have imagined. It looked ridiculous because I was so tiny, and He was so big. But I was hugged in the fullest embrace ever, and I've never felt so much love that made me feel like even if the world came crashing down around me, things would be okay. The embrace completely filled me up and filled every space and void in my being. Then I started to get anxious and began to cry because I realized God was carrying me towards the door.
I looked up at God and said flat out, "I'm not good enough am I...".
God looked back at me, and still in his full embrace of love, he said so sadly, "Sorry, you're not."
I was the one getting put out, but I swore that God was the one who was getting his heart broken by the entire ordeal. He looked like he was about to burst out into tears. And it hurt me to see that I had hurt someone who loved me so much like that. As he took me outside of the door and placed me down, he said to me, "There were so many things that you were supposed to do that you didn't do. You knew them, but you didn't follow through. I had so much planned for you, but you ignored it. Where were you to help the man that's outside with you now? Where were you when so many people were crying out and you ignored them? Why didn't you listen?"
And then I was out...
And then I woke up...
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| haha thought this was funny...
if you migrate over to wikipedia's main page...
the featured article of the day is Stuyvesant High School
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