God, can I ask you something?
Me: (in a panic): God, can I ask you something?
Me: Promise you won’t get mad?
GOD: I promise.
Me: (frustrated): Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?
GOD: What do you mean?
Me: Well I woke up late.
Me: My car took forever to start.
Me: (growling): At lunch, they made my sandwich wrong and I had to wait.
Me: On the way home, my phone went dead, just as I picked up a call
GOD: All right
Me: (loudly): And to top it all off, when I got home, I just wanted to soak my feet in my 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.
GOD: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick and I didn’t want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work.
Me: (embarrassed): Oh…..
GOD: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give a false witness about what you said on 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, it 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.