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 : 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, 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 : 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 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): Ok...  

God: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give 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 shortage 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.

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