I’m So Sorry But In The Nicest Way Possible Do Yall Actually Read Books Or Just Read Words??? Cause

I traced some drawings from my sketchbook and coloured them in! I'm taking the time to relearn digital drawing because it's ridiculous that it takes me a week to finish ONE character!

Daily Doodles- Day 130- 27/08/24

I was gonna draw patterns in her hair, but I was soooo behind already and just decided to add a bit of colour to other parts of her.

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Wanted to start a daily painting challenge, but I don't have the books I want yet. Started a daily doodle challenge instead.

Here's Day 1- 16/04/24

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Maddie and Jack Fenton are decent (I would even argue good) parents and fanon cannot change my mind despite how much it seems people want 'Neglectful Fenton Parents' to be canon

Daily Doodles- Day 127- 22/08/24

I've been getting back into my pattern art and decided to do a little hair doodle.

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Daily Doodles- Day 65- 10/06/24

KJV Psalm 91 : 4

'He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler'

This is a psalm for protection that I keep seeing mentioned and I've decided to memorise it.

I stopped doing it, so I need to get back into it, but what I do is read the psalm out loud every morning, because the same way we memorise songs by hearing them over and over is the same way we can memorise The Word.

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I will say it once again.

You cannot be a "Christian Witch". Those two things are inherently incompatible. Christianity means relying completely on God, ceding control of your own life to His divine plan, trusting in His providence and Fatherly Love. Witchcraft means trying to manipulate both the natural and supernatural world to domineer control of what you think they should be.

You cannot serve two masters.

Thank you and goodnight.

An excerpt from the current story I've been writing.

She had noticed them immediately as she raised her head to breathe in the unusually cool air. They stopped her in her tracks and she nearly fell over as she missed the steep step-down on the broken sidewalk.  There were many of them and they hovered still in the sky as far as her eye could see. They were smooth, ice-grey disks with no other defining features. They almost blended in with the grey of the sky, but they were so big that they could not be missed. Carissa stared up at them, open-mouthed, hardly believing what she was seeing and hardly believing that no one else was seeing this as she wildly whipped her head around to see if anyone else was gaping up at the sky. The old lady in her yard across the street was watering her plants. The school girl in her blue uniform further up the street was giggling at her phone. The lanky man wearing a graphic t-shirt and ridiculously sagged jeans swerved around her on the sidewalk, shooting her an annoyed glance as he passed. Trinidadians were known for making a scene when they saw something out of the ordinary.  Maybe she was just seeing things.

This is still unedited, but I know I'll be keeping this section in.

It’s absolutely WILD to me that people can witness actual literal miracles and tell me God doesn’t exist.

My friend needed surgery and she was terrified. There was a good chance she was going to lose her foot. And despite not being any form of Christian she asked me to pray for her because she was so scared. So I prayed for her. I got hundreds of other Catholics to pray for her. And on the morning of her surgery, the doctors told her the problem was gone. They didn’t need to go forward with the surgery. Her foot was fine. She was healed.

And to this day, she tells me that the Church takes good people and turns them into bad people. Fills their heads with lies.

My sister, those “bad people” are the ones who prayed for your healing. Which you received. Because you asked for it. You had one moment of faith and it saved you. You saw it. Witnessed it. Lived it. Blessed because of it. That wasn’t a lie.

And I’ve seen behavior like this more often than I’d like to admit.

So now when someone says “why didn’t God do X?” My response is “would it have changed your mind?”

Daily Doodles- Day 31- 17/05/24

I busted out the coloured pencils for a pop of colour!

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