I sat on the couch with my legs pulled up to my chest much like a child would sit. God was sitting next to me, with his arm around my right shoulder. My other shoulder was tucked in the crook under his arm. My head rested on his chest.
We sat like that together for a very long time. I had the reasoning of an adult, but felt completely protected and cherished, as a child should feel in the arms of a loving daddy.
I wanted to stay there forever and feared breaking the moment, but I just had to ask.
“God, how can You stand it? All the rejection, from people all around the world?”
“Everyone doesn’t reject Me,” He said, “you didn’t.”
“But, there have been so many people throughout time. Millions and millions!” Continue reading