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 that 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 that 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 that 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.
Love this :)
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