Tuesdays With God...

So I stole the title from a pretty known book. I've never read said book, or seen the made for TV movie, so this has nothing to do with that. Sorry if you're disappointed. I just needed a title. I wrote this a couple of years ago, and I just found it again recently so I thought I'd share it with you. I know this is kind of cheating, but oh well. Enjoy my cynicism:

i wake up, stretch and then begin to talk to God, who meets me here in the morning. i tell him that i want to serve him today and ask him to speak to me. he starts to open his mouth, as i jump up and grab my clothes to go take a shower. he shakes his head as i walk out of the room. while taking a shower i praise him with songs that pop into my head, focusing on how well i can sing, and how much i like the song. i get out of the shower feeling refreshed and ready to go. “wow that feels good, god thank you.” he starts to reply as i think of what i’m going to do today. “well i don’t have to work. so many possibilities. i could really spend time in his word and then maybe do some prayer walking. or maybe i could hang out with my friends today and see how things are going with their walk. or maybe i should clean my car out. god what do you want me to do?” again he starts to open his mouth right when my phone rings. “hello. oh hey man. yeah i’ll play some disc with you.” the rest of the days a bit of a blur. i ask god to bless a couple of my meals. i talk about him a little bit. but never with him and my friends at the same time. i talk about work and stuff. my friends talk about their life and the decisions their facing. they talk about some things they’ve learned recently. they talk about something they’ve read recently. they talk about things that i cannot even remember because they’re so important. i come home. i’m tired. but i want to spend time with god. that’s the most important thing in my life. that’s all i want out of life. that’s all i want to do in life. so it is very important that i do that. “hey god. that was a good day. i had a lot of fun. you know it’d be great if you could give me some direction about work, and school and life. and there’s this girl and that girl going through my life and i don’t know if you want me to get married or not and who to and if it’s sooner or later. because you know if i get married it will be hard for me to spend this quality time with you like i do. but if i don’t it will be hard for me because i really want to. i’m so torn because it is obvious that all i want is to spend all my time with you and if i get married i don’t know if i can do that. so will you show me what you want me to do? because obviously i want to do what you want because that’s best. oh and there are some people i’d like you to meet. like my friend hank, and george and my coworker francine. they’re really cool people and i really want them to know you because you’re really cool too. and i don’t want them to miss out on this super fun awesome time i’m having just spending with you all the time. and it’d be great if you’d show my family things that you’d like them to do and if you’d just bless them with the cool blessing you give. like a good place to live and a great job and lots of money and a good time and that they’d just be so happy all the time and nothing would go wrong. and if you’d bless our church and make it so that a lot of people come and are there to hear about you and to sing songs that’d be great. and thanks for everything you do for me, like let me play frisbee and drive. and please let me sleep real well tonight and be refreshed for tomorrow so that i can be a witness for you. and thank you jesus for what you did on the cross even though i know it was kinda hard. in jesus name amen. oh and god please speak to me tomorrow and show me what you want from me. thanks.” breathlessly i end my prayer hoping god will speak to me this time. and again he opens his mouth to say something, but i just roll over and start snoring. he sits there and smiles a gentle smile and tells me he loves me. and tells me this life is not the life he wants me to have. he tells me about the far reaches of space as i dream, and of all the angels and what a sight they are. he tells me of his throne and the creatures that surround it praising him constantly. he tells me of the forming of the world from nothing into something so beautiful, but pails in comparison to his beauty. and then jesus tells me about the cross, and how it was hard, and painful but he loves his father so much that he could not even bear with thinking of doing anything else. and he tells me his father loves me so much that he could not even bear of thinking of doing anything else but sacrificing his only son. and he tells me of how he wants me to share in the life he has now and not in the shadow of life that i have. and i snore on and dream. and as god talks to me through the night until sunrise, i sleep soundly. the sun rises. i wake up. and stretch. and god in his faithfulness once again meets me here, or rather is still here from the day before, and the day before that, and the day before that since before time. “hey god, please give me a good day, let me be your tool, and please speak to me.“ he starts to open his mouth as i run to the shower. and so it goes.