As in the members of The Flabbit Room. If you ever see a real flabbit, run or be dinner.
About - Our Beliefs The Flabbit Room is a Christ-centered community of young creators gathered together to their share work, and to help and encourage one another. As everyone is created in God’s image and God is the Creator, we strongly believe that everyone has been created to be a creator, though in what way varies for each person, whether it is baking, writing, drawing, programing, singing, etc.
We also strongly believe in 1 Timothy 4:12: “Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity.” Our hope is that through this community of young artists and creators we will set an example of love and kindness, as well as creating something true, something noble, something right, something pure, something lovely, something admirable, something excellent and praiseworthy that ultimately points back to our Creator. (Philippians 4:8)
We also believe that as humans creativity is to be encouraged and fostered and grown and that, in the end, we should use our creativity and gifts to glorify God and shine a light to those around us. On account of our Biblical beliefs we ask that you remain courteous in your words and comments here, respecting others and showing them kindness and love. Thank you!
About - Our Name If you do not originate from the same clan as most of us, you are most likely wondering the story behind our name, The Flabbit Room. This is a mix between the name of the community of artists and writers that inspired us, The Rabbit Room, and the (perhaps) mythical creature, the flabbit, and was coined by Jennifer Trafton in her short story The Wooing of Sophelia Stupe. A description of these intriguing creatures can be found below:
Classification: dasher/ hopper/ flesheater
“Look at the cutesy-wootsy ears!” the little children say at the festivals and fairs. “Graggle its stretchy back skin!” they exclaim. But when a flabbit is full grown, no zookeeper or traveling cageman would ever let a child near it. The flabbits dash, jump, dart, and even burrow in their haste to escape the presence of a human. But the moment the flabbit is cornered it will turn and make you its business. Its teeth (long!) will bite and its claws (sharpish!) will claw and you will not have your dinner if you’re not careful because the flabbit is having his. And that dinner is you. Or part of you. as it was me. My elbow flesh. Avoid the flabbit.