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Nature's Testimony - Convo with God

 

Jasmine: Good Morning, sunshine!


God: Good Morning, my sweet, sweet rose.


Jasmine: I've been thinking about doctrines, seminary, and psychology. 


God: Why? You are doing well. I am your teacher, and you are my student; this doesn't comprehend with your set will?


Jasmine: Haha, Yes, it does. I was mentioning that since I been through with biochemical engineering and you took me out of church…


God: Honey, Do you have a desire to pursue engineering or perhaps go to a church?


Jasmine: NO NO! The thing you set in place is great. I just want to go to seminary to study biblical theology or get a job doing something engineering oriented.


God: What if you can combine the two?


Jasmine: Heck yeah, but how?


God: (smiles) Well, What if you partook in a chemic multi-generational operation that brought a particular alien species and merged it with another, thus creating a new race (2 Corinthians 5:17; Galatians 3:28; Colossians 3:11; Ephesians 2:15)? I know that you don't like things unfamiliar to you. So what if you tied yourself to one ethnicity engineered as one body under an everlasting header, Jesus Christ?


I have given you the ability to take part in a special scientific synopsis of our bioreactor. I have given you the tools to bring more cell culture using my exclusive Spirit.


Jasmine: Hmmm, so awesome. Haha, what must I do?


God: Do what you're doing now? 


Jasmine: I feel as though I'm not doing much of anything. I feel like I can do more.


God: An animal that runs in haste gets caught in a snare. 


Jasmine: But an animal that is sluggish gets eaten. 


God: But an animal that fears the Lord is justly content. Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?– Mathew 6:26


Jasmine: I see; let your will be done.


God: Do you know why I call you my sweet, sweet rose?


Jasmine: Idk (I don't know). I suppose its just a name.


God: (Laughs) no. It is because the most beautiful of flowers do not build nor toil in haste, but they sit there and depend upon the Sun. 


Jasmine: I will sing praises to you, and the wind will testify to my obedience as the Jasmine flower's fragrance gives testimony to their existence. 


Amen, Praise God.


Highlight: The Sun is our plant's main benefactor. We can learn a little something from them. Praise God.


 I wrote this blog eight years ago on my Facebook.

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