Can I Ask a Question

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 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 my way home, my phone went dead, just as I picked up a call.
God: Alright
 
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 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 today.
Me (embarrassed): Okay
 
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 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 how 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 God and I love looking after My children…