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Tigress
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This may seem like a silly question to some, but I don’t know as much about my religion as I’d like to.
But does God legitimately protect us all? Individually?
Sometimes, I get these very strong feelings in my chest and hear a voice telling me to run, or go somewhere like across the street or into a store. Then, only a few moments later, I’ll realize what was wrong.
For example, the other day I sat at the local train station at 11:00 PM. (I believe this would be a good time to mention I’m fourteen years old)
I felt fine before hand. Nothing really spooked me. There was nothing to be afraid of. It wasn’t like paranoia or anything along those lines, the following statement;
Out of no where, once the train was pulling in, I felt this weight in my chest and something inside me ordering me to run. Obviously I didn’t want to, because that’d mean getting home later, but I listened uncontrollably.
When I looked over my shoulder after running all the way up the stairs, I noticed a large group of men were staring at me. I assume they’d just come at the cart when I turned away. They all gave me this feeling of insecurity, and all seemed threatening in the way they smiled at one-an-other then looked back at me. I think that was why I ran, even though I had just noticed them right then.
That’s just one example. Things like that have happened to me previously, involving similar situations. (Large groups of men, certain intersections and buses…)
I live in New York City, so you can imagine the amount of times I run into those types of situations.
But does God legitimately protect us all? Individually?
Sometimes, I get these very strong feelings in my chest and hear a voice telling me to run, or go somewhere like across the street or into a store. Then, only a few moments later, I’ll realize what was wrong.
For example, the other day I sat at the local train station at 11:00 PM. (I believe this would be a good time to mention I’m fourteen years old)
I felt fine before hand. Nothing really spooked me. There was nothing to be afraid of. It wasn’t like paranoia or anything along those lines, the following statement;
Out of no where, once the train was pulling in, I felt this weight in my chest and something inside me ordering me to run. Obviously I didn’t want to, because that’d mean getting home later, but I listened uncontrollably.
When I looked over my shoulder after running all the way up the stairs, I noticed a large group of men were staring at me. I assume they’d just come at the cart when I turned away. They all gave me this feeling of insecurity, and all seemed threatening in the way they smiled at one-an-other then looked back at me. I think that was why I ran, even though I had just noticed them right then.
That’s just one example. Things like that have happened to me previously, involving similar situations. (Large groups of men, certain intersections and buses…)
I live in New York City, so you can imagine the amount of times I run into those types of situations.