The Scorpion
Oct 20th, 2007 | By Mable | Category: Just Weird, Self Condition, Warnings, Weird CreaturesOne day I was working on my computer. I had to crawl on the floor and connect the telephone line to the tower (yes, I had dial up). Things weren’t going well. I kept trying to get the plug into the back of the tower but it just wouldn’t go in. To make matters worse, I didn’t have my glasses and didn’t want to stop and hunt them. I was frustrated and wanted to get this job finished.
I distinctly heard a voice inside me say, “Stop now and get your glasses and a flashlight.” It was so authoritative that I obeyed without question. I came back to the job, finally equipped to do it correctly. I put on my glasses, turned on the flashlight, and laid down on the floor. What I saw next made my blood run cold. On the back of the tower, right next to where my hand had been, was a scorpion with its tail curled to strike. I backed away.
Now I wouldn’t have died from a scorpion bite, but I sure would have hurt. I had been telling God I wanted to hear him more clearly. That was about as clear as it could get!
