Me: Okay, God, =
here’s the thing. I’m scared. I’m trying not to be, but I =
am.
God: I know. =
Want to talk about it?
Me: Do we need =
to? I mean, you already know.
God: Let’s =
talk about it anyway. We’ve done this =
before.
Me: I know, I =
just feel like I should be bigger or stronger or something by =
now.
God: (waiting =
patiently, unhurried, undistracted, never =
annoyed)
Me: Okay. So, =
I’m afraid I’ll do everything I can to protect my family and it won’t be =
enough. I’m afraid of someone I love dying. I’m afraid the world won’t =
go back to what it was before. I’m afraid my life is always going to =
feel a little bit unsettled.
God: Anything =
else?
Me: EVERYTHING =
ELSE.
God: Remember =
how your son woke up the other night and came running down the hall to =
your bedroom?
Me: =
Yes.
God: You were =
still awake, so when you heard him running, you started calling out to =
him before he even got to you… remember? Do you remember what you =
called out to him?
Me: I said, =
"You’re okay! You’re okay! You’re okay! I’m =
here."
God: Why did =
you call to him? Why didn’t you just wait for him to get to your =
room?
Me: Because I =
wanted him to know that I was awake, and I heard him, and he didn’t have =
to be afraid until he reached the end of the dark =
hallway.
God: Exactly. =
I hear you, my child. I hear your thoughts racing like feet down the =
dark hallway. There’s another side to all of this. I’m there already. =
I’ve seen the end of it. And I want you to know right here as you walk =
through it all, you’re okay. I haven’t gone to sleep, and I =
won’t.
Me: (crying) =
Can we sit together awhile? Can we just sit here a minute before I go =
back to facing it all?
God: There’s =
nothing I’d love more.
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Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] =
www.grif.net
"Jesus =
Knows Me, This I Love!"