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 u 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 & I had to wait
God: Huummm
Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I
picked up a call
God: All right
Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to
soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT
it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did You do
that?
God: Let me see, the death angel was at your bed this morning
& I had to send one
of My 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 first person who made your sandwich today was sick &
I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you
couldn't afford to miss work.