The better planner
Me: God, can I ask You a question?
God: Sure.
Me: Promise! You won’t get angry with me?
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: Hmm…
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 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 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): Thank you.
God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick and I didn’t want you to catch what they had. I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work.
Me (embarrassed): Okay.
God: Your phone went dead because the person who 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: Oh, and that foot massager, it had a short circuit 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… And don’t doubt my plans, for your day and for your life. They are always better than your plans.
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 God…
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