This was sent to me by my friend Tina.  Yesterday I felt like the Father  was leadiong me to one place to eat. I rode my bike a bit farther and went to another customer place of buisness for a friday night fish fry.  I should have listened.  I don’t know what Father would have had but now i will never know.  This little piece this morning struck a cord enjoy.

For some reason ~ This reminded me of you!



                    Just askin’….

          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

          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 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… 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

          Me: I won’t God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything

          God: You’re welcome child. It was just another day being your God, and I
                   love looking after my children.