Hey guys, this is a brand-new character render I made, last month, on October 20th, of the Marvel character, Peter Parker in a white heavenly attire, which is incorporated from the iconic design of his classic Spider-Man suit.

Pretty neat, huh?

Hey, guys! It feels so good to be back on this site, again, because you guys actually cared about me! Thank God my prayers got answered! Anyways, this is my depiction of what the Moon will be like when it turns red, like in the coming end-times, as described in the Book of Revelation.

I mean, it’s not a scary-looking depiction, like the actual thing, but do you, at least, like it, anyway?

Our season didn't start out very well, but it ended with a win in the conference championship. None of us thought we would even make it to the tournament, but here we are!

Also idk how strict this place is on off topic posts (if it is so sorry I won't do it again) but we are a Christian school so maybe that counts towards something 🤷🏼‍♀️

Hey guys, this is something new I made, 2 days ago. Yes, it’s a heart; but I thought I would call it, the Heart of Faith, Hope & Spirit.

Wouldn’t you agree?

WHY IS THERE A BIBLE F A N D O M

Religions really were the earliest fandoms

Hey guys, this is my very own depiction of our home planet of Earth. And, you know, when I think of our part of the world, I think of how its filled with the wonder, glory and beauty which God had provided for us, despite that there are still sin, greed and corruption happening in its other parts.

Anyways, what do you think? Please comment below and let me know. Thank you and God bless.

Hey guys, this is my very own depiction from last night, of The Praying Hands! I made it, myself, as a PNG remake of Albrecht Dürer's iconic painting of the same name from 1508 A.D..

Pretty neat, huh?

Hey guys, this is a brand-new character head icon I just made of a historically-accurate Jesus, at Age 18.

Pretty neat, isn’t it?

Hey guys, this image may be small, but it's from last week on September 15th, of myself, along with my fellow Sunday school class from Grace Church.

It was really fun; and I just can't wait to go again, today!

Despite having a bit strange audio and fairly low graphics it's worth it (the video is not mine):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rS5tHCx5Vhc

Hey guys, since the 23rd anniversary of what happened on 9/11/2001 is today, I thought I just wanted to share this depiction of mine, of the American flag. It’s just to remind us that there will always be hope for, not just our country, but also God's country, too.

So, what do you all think of it? Please, as always, comment below, and let me know. Thank you and God bless!

Hey guys, this, here, is my depiction from August 12th, of the original symbol of hope: the cross of Christianity; it’s always to let us know that God can give all of us hope, like he always has; especially the people in this community.

So, what do you all think? Please comment below, and let me know. Thank you and God bless!

If Satan is the father of lies and there is no truth in him, what if we say something like he slashed us in our throats right now and bled, but he never even did that.

How’s that for no truth in him? There is only 1% of truth in him. He only admits to rare things like he’s the greatest villain of all time. He is such a hypocrite.

Hi! I recently wrote a poem I titled Soliloquy to an Almighty Eidolon which is based on my personal fears, questions, prayers, and thoughts on God, the Devil, and religious metaphysics as a whole. I’m really curious to see what a religious person’s opinion on such a poem would be, and so, here’s the poem, hope you like it!

I am scared to live; I am scared to die

I am scared to fail; I am scared to try

I avoid the sky for I fear I’ll die

Knowing I'm caught in the gaze of God’s eye

Each day and night; I start to cry

At how often people lie to both you and I

Regarding both Heaven and Hell alike

And the will of that beyond space and time

I wish to drag God’s angels from Heaven

I wish to raise the Devil’s daemons from Hell

And to bring Lady Death from wherever she’d dwell

So that from them, I shall hear of both the well and unwell

But alas, it seems that my prayers to the three

Fall deaf and dead, where only mysteries be

And so, I sit, in my room yet again, once more

Dreadfully awaiting what fate has in store

How often my reveries all seem to be littered,

How often my mind is thoroughly scattered,

And how often my thoughts do rapidly race

Through my now utterly hollow place

The answers I seek, no book can provide

No sacred pastor or friend of mine

For the knowledge I gather is beyond time

Beyond all reason and beyond all rhyme

Somewhere in the cosmos, in this boundless expanse

Lays a being far beyond both you and I

And there, in its eye, all that is and was

All that should be, does be, and will be

All that moves, does not move, and will move,

All that stops, does not stop, and will stop,

All that creates, does not create, and will create,

All that destroys, does not destroy, and will destroy,

All that exists, does not exist, and will exist

All that will cease, does not cease, and will cease

All this and more, in its gaze alone

As it watches calmly from its unknown abode

Its thoughts alone paint stars in the sky

While its dreams bring the world to people far and wide;

Its movements scatter the winds just as far

While its voice gently calls for the rain to fall from afar

Pitter-patter are the lyrics to the ominous dirge

That promises torture to those much like I

But to others, it seems a more cheerful anthem

That promises fortune to those unlike I

However though, a contract, eternally binding, is formed

From the very moment its cryptic notes are heard

To a master, it is, we all must serve;

An eternity that we seem to very much deserve

I wonder why things are in such a way

Only to be sent much further astray

To the depths of madness that some may call holy

But that I find to be wholly unholy

For what kind of god, either one or many

Who feels all things with its ever-feeling hands,

Who sees all things with its ever-seeing eyes,

And who hears all things with its ever-hearing ears;

Cannot seem to answer my most earnest request?

A meeting with it is all that I ask,

Regardless of the shape or form it may take,

So that I may no longer fear what is to be at stake

For some type of sign, from either above or below

Or wherever it is that God calls its abode

For some great sea dividing or some verdant bush burning

So that my stomach may finally cease its churning

But still, I find, there is no hope in sight

As I languish here in my anguish and plight

Thus to you, dear God, I address this soliloquy

In hopes that, one day, you’ll finally hear me.

I heard the earliest version of the Cinderella story, Rhodepis, was originally written in 7 BC, which is very close to Jesus's birth year. I think when Mary and Joseph fled to Egypt with Jesus to escape Herod the Great, they heard the then-new story and it inspired Jesus with its message to not oppress anyone, even your own siblings, so when during his ministry, one of his parables pulled directly from the Rhodepis story, it taught that you should not treat your siblings or even adoptive siblings as slaves. Even one of Paul's epistles, Philemon, teaches us not to enslave our siblings.

Adam and Eve used to be in the Garden of Eden. but when Eve eat a magic apple and share it to Adam. they realize they disobey God. god told then to never eat any apple from the tree of knowledge of good and evil. Adam and Eve are both banned from the Garden of Eden.