You don’t have to worry. God and me, we’re okay. We talk almost every day. I call Him Big G, and He calls me little t.
Most of the time we get along great, sometimes we don’t.
He does stuff that really pisses me off, and I know that He’s none too happy with me on occasion. I’ve been so angry at Him that I’ve gone a long time without calling Him. And, He’s given me the silent treatment when He’s upset with something I’ve done. That’s how Families are. You fight, then you make up.
But one thing for sure, in all the conversations we’ve had, He’s never once mentioned you.
I’ll stick with what’s working between Him and me. He’ll let me know if I get it wrong, thanks anyway.
This prayer of yours is perfect.
I talk to my sons of God often (Catholic school invites the discussion of Jesus often) and I will say, “We are not always happy with each other, but that’s what makes us friends, we can disagree and still love each other. Still respect the other. ”
This is what is important in any relationship. He knows me. I know Him. For better, for worse.In His eyes I am my best self and that encourages me to keep being that girl.
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Love the word pictures in your beautiful piece. When I read things you have written, I find they stay with me long after the last word. Thanks for sharing.
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I had to look at that finger twice to make sure it was the index and not another 😉
Awesome post. Thanks for sharing it.
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HA! That is one reason I chose that particular photo to illustrate the story. I had your reaction when I saw the stone at the cemetery.
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