Conversation with God

Over the past few years I have sent “words for the week” — collected from a variety of sources — to my family, friends and faith partners as a way of encouragement. I’ve discovered each one had a special meaning to some one at some time. The message just resonated with them at just the time they needed it most. I never know who until after the fact. It also gives me a reason to specifically and consciously lift up each of them individually in prayer.

And, it’s a two-way street. My family, friends and faith partners have reciprocated with their own “words,” often hitting their mark at just the right time.

Today was a perfect example. I received the following “conversation with God.” It may have been around for awhile, but it’s the first time it resonated with me.

Me: God, can I ask you a question?

God: Sure.

Me: Promise you won’t get mad?

God: I promise.

Me: Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?

God: What do you mean?

Me: Well, I woke up late.

God: Yes.

Me: My car took forever to start.

God: Okay.

Me: At lunch they made my sandwich wrong and I had to wait.

God: Hmmm.

Me: On the way home my phone went dead just as I picked up a call.

God: Okay.

Me: And on top of all that, when I got home I just wanted to soak my
feet in my new foot massager and relax, but it wouldn’t work! Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?

God: Well, let me see. The Death Angel was at your bed this morning and I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that.

Me (humbled): OH …

God: I didn’t let your car start because there was a drunk driver on
your route who would have hit you if you were on the road.

Me: (ashamed)

God: The person who made your first sandwich today was sick and I didn’t want you to catch what he has. I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work.

Me (embarrassed): Ok …

God: Your phone went dead because the person who was calling was going to give false witness about what you said during that call. I didn’t even let you talk to them so you would be covered.

Me: (softly) I see, God.

God: Oh, and that foot massager had a short that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn’t think you wanted to be in the dark.

Me: I’m sorry God.

God: Don’t be sorry, just learn to trust me in all things, the good and
the bad.

Me: I will trust you.

God: And don’t doubt MY plan for your day is always better than
your plan.

Me: I won’t, God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for
everything today.

God: You’re welcome, child. It was just another day being your God, and I love looking after my children.

Thanks Diane.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Smiles are workplace winners.

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About wisdomfromafather

I'm just an ordinary guy walking along the journey of life.
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2 Responses to Conversation with God

  1. Maryanne says:

    What a beautiful Christmas message and coincidentally, I always say that about running late – I always seem to see a car accident and I’m like, “Wow, that could have been me, but I was late, thank you God!” 🙂

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