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How can you NOT believe in God when octopuses dream and otters have a favorite rock they carry around in a little skin pocket and cows have best friends and bees are out there communicating the coordinates of flowers through dancing and they have regional dialects?
Cats are purring at frequencies associated with bone healing? Forests get absolutely incinerated and respond by growing flowers? Dolphins literally invent names for themselves and yell them across the ocean? Penguins are waddling around Antarctica looking for the perfect rock to give their partner?
CROWS REMEMBER YOUR FACE. THEY TELL OTHER CROWS ABOUT YOU. THEY TELL THEIR CHILDREN ABOUT YOU. YOU CAN HAVE GENERATIONAL BEEF WITH A BIRD. I NEED YOU TO UNDERSTAND THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THIS.
Goats have accents. Rats laugh when you tickle them. Elephants mourn their dead. Whales make songs and then OTHER WHALES LEARN THE SONG and suddenly everybody across the ocean is singing the new song.
Monarch butterflies are born knowing how to fly thousands of miles to a place they have never been.
Sea turtles hatch out of an egg, immediately sprint toward an ocean that they have never seen, disappear into it for like 3 decades and then somehow come back to the same beach they hatched on.
Birds can see colors that we humans can’t see. There are colors out there right now that we don’t even get to know about.
There are sea slugs that eat algae and use the chloroplast/chlorophyll and then are just like…photosynthesizing. And they’re super adorable.
There are mushrooms communicating underground. There are seeds sitting in the dirt for decades like “no actually I will wait. It’s fine.”
Squirrels plant trees because they forget where they put their snacks. Relatable.
A CATERPILLAR GOES INTO A LITTLE BAG THAT IT CREATES ITSELF AND DISSOLVES MOST OF ITS BODY INTO ORGANIC GOO AND REARRANGES ITSELF, GROWS WINGS AND THEN LEAVES. WHY IS THIS NOT MORE BEAUTIFULLY TERRIFYING TO PEOPLE??
And you’re telling me a tiny acorn knows how to become a huge tree? It just has a blueprint inside itself?
Your body started as ONE CELL.
ONE.
And that cell divided itself into a brain that can think about its own existence and eyes that can look at stars and hands that can hold somebody else’s hands and a heart that runs on electricity without you even asking it to?
The iron in our blood was made inside a star??
We are walking around on a wet rock covered in bioluminescent oceans and singing whales and laughing rats and birds holding lifelong grudges and flowers exploding out of fire and somehow we’re supposed to act like this is a normal place to live?
We’re supposed to act like this is all just a random, accidental sequence of events?
It’s actually a statistical finding so stark that when women get cancer or become terminally ill, healthcare workers are trained to gently prepare them for the likelihood their husbands will leave. But when men get sick, wives are reminded to step up and do their “wifely duties.” Women also donate living organs far more often than men. So let me get this straight - men are patients, women are support systems. Women are warned about abandonment. Men are promised care. And internet misogynists continue to live in their own delusional world.
Out of ten men, one makes a sexual joke at a woman, two laugh, three fake a chuckle to fit in, and four stay silent. None of them speak up. Later, nine of them still believe they're the "good guys." But from the woman's perspective, the laughter, the silence, the looking away, it all creates the same environment. So when women say"most men are the same," this is what they mean: not that every man harasses women, but that most men help protect the system that does.
Bring back memorisation.
Learn poems by heart. Quotes from books that changed the world. Speeches that moved nations. Scripture.
Memorise beautiful language and you start thinking in it.
I’m not crying… Y’ALL are 😭🥹 First thing I see on TikTok is a girl who moved in with her friend for 6 months just to get her life together. Friend told her rent was $350, she paid $400 anyway.
When it was time to move out… the friend handed her ALL $2,400 BACK 😭 and said she never needed the money, it was just to help her SAVE and go handle her business.
MY GOD 🥹 THIS is what love looks like. THIS is grace. THIS is being human.
Why does God even want worship? Isn’t that… needy? I was rewatching The Chosen weeks ago, the scene with the Samaritan woman and that question wouldn’t leave me alone. Jesus says, “The Father is seeking those who will worship Him in spirit and in truth.” It hit me harder than usual. Almost made me teary.
And then an intrusive thought slid in: Why does He care so much about worship?
So I sat with it. And slowly, something started to untangle.
We live in a world obsessed with creators and ownership. Artists sign their paintings. Musicians copyright their songs. Companies defend their patents. Architects protect their signature designs. Not because they’re insecure. Because authorship matters.
We instinctively know that to erase an author’s name from their work is wrong, and to twist their creation beyond recognition is violation.
That clicked for me.
If flawed humans protect the integrity of what they make… how much more would the God who authored galaxies guard His?
Reality itself is His masterpiece. Every law of physics, every spark of beauty, every heartbeat, signed, authored, claimed.
So when Scripture calls God jealous, it’s not describing a fragile deity craving applause. It’s describing a Creator who refuses to let His signature be erased from what He made.
Not insecurity, integrity. Not ego, essence.
He is jealous for us, not of us. Because when creation forgets its Creator, everything breaks. Meaning unravels. Purpose distorts. Worship misfires.
God’s “jealousy” isn’t about Him needing attention. It’s about Him refusing to let us live on lies. He knows that life only works when it aligns with Truth. And He is that Truth.
So when Jesus says the Father is seeking worshipers, it’s not desperation. It’s love. It’s rescue. It’s the God who authored reality inviting us back into alignment with it.
Divine jealousy isn’t proof of God’s weakness. It’s proof of His love. A love that protects. A love that refuses to hand us over to counterfeits. A love that will not let His creation forget who made it.
The universe is a signed masterpiece. Erase the signature, and you erase meaning itself. God refuses to let that happen. That’s where I landed. And honestly? It made me worship more, not less.