Sometimes I just wish I had God's cell phone number to get to him directly ...
"Hey God, it's me. It's a lovely day out here you know. I wonder where You get all the amazing ideas from." Or may be something like, "Just this morning I woke up at day break and I had to say You're one amazing painter! I just loved all the shades and the art work!"
Of course God would be used to all the praise and any thing you say won't ever be new. Everything you say, he'd already know.
Ah well, that's just a random thought. I'm back after a break from God knows where [groan!] I need, like, a long vacation from everything that seems to pull me into a monotonous, repetitive routine. I feel like there's something up in my mind but I can't put my finger on it; too many actually. And as I go through my phone book for the hundredth time, I so wish I had God's number.That would be an easy way out to find out where all of this is leading to, and who gives up first: me or them?
The best part about all this already-best-in-every-way convo is that God would really know me, really, really know me; in all my ugliness and in all my beauty. I won't have to hide a thing.
Often we stand at life's crossroads and view what we think is the end, But GOD has much bigger vision and he tells us ...
"Relax, its just a bend. Not the end."
dat sounded cute
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