Sometimes I talk to God.

I ask Him all kinds of difficult questions:

Why did I have to face this now?

How can I uncover my hidden pieces?

What am I doing here?

I carry on conversations

as if He is right next to me

and we’re drinking

coffee

eating a

blueberry scone

(because I would think God enjoys a good blueberry scone on occasion)

like the best of friends.

 

Sometimes He answers.

 

And like a best friend,

it’s not always what I

want

to hear.

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