At the moment I really thought I was about to get killed by the beast. Fear tried to get hold of me. I think I spoke fear leave me in Jesus but I might have just ignored the fear as well. It really is amazing how much we can think about even in a brief second. I thought of running but I definitely ignored that. I was shaking in my boots. I was out in the area in search of treasure, the lost dutchman mine if you would like to research it. I had drank a few sips of rum at the time although I wouldn't touch the stuff now. I was treasure hunting for God/Jesus as well. I really didn't expect to find either but Jesus really became extremely real to me after that. I actually found all of the clues to the dutchman's mine as well but I didn't actually find any gold. In fact I can't even find the exact same spot as I went back several times. In my treasure hunting, I actually found God/Jesus through the clues that He gives us in scripture is the most important part of my story which grows more Incredible as days grow nearer to the rapture which I believe is going to be quite soon. The moral of this story is that I came to know that I have Jesus' Righteousness and that I am His child of obedience which I might still wonder about had that mountain lion never appeared above me.
I could write a book, Lol
