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Can't remember any times I saw something out of the corner of my eye, but hearing. Too many times, I've come down or upstairs to see my parents, to their confusion, because I heard my name. Being called. Like, I seriously wondered a few times if I was reliving the incident with Samuel. My parents joked about it, too, like telling me to answer the same way Samuel did. If you don't know what I'm talking about, Samuel was a kid in the Bible who was dedicated to God at birth, so he was raised in the temple among the priests. One night, God called to Samuel, and said, "Samuel!" Samuel went to the priest Eli, thinking it was him who called him. Eli told him to go back to bed. It happened again, and maybe one more time before Eli told Samuel to, next time he heard his name being called, answer, "Speak, LORD, for thy servant heareth." So Samuel did, and became a prophet. But silly old me just kept coming when I was "called". Lol. |