If I were to write a letter to God today, I know I would receive a return which would add to my credentials when I tell others. The first thing I would want to know is are you real. He would no doubt say: this letter is proof. Most donβt even believe the bible I told him, I know they would laugh at this. The most satisfaction for me would be of your answering a question, not as an attorney but as you God would answer. His answer would just be guessing again: I promise on my word.
Not to be critical here on my word. Thatβs my line God not yours. Who do you pray to? Β His answer. Β Β Sorry! I would say I forgot who I am talking to. Alright let me ask the question. If you have all the money in the world at your fingertips, why am I paying for the stamp. Never mind I just couldnβt hep it. What I would really like to know is do you change the weather and bring tornados and rain.
I can hardly wait for the return envelope for this one
But just as sure as the sun rises (punt intended) he will give me an answer. By the same rule of the sunrise, it was all done on purpose a long time ago.
What did I expect? Like talking to a woman the only way, you can win the discussion is be on her side before she opens her mouth. See what homework does for you, he knew the answers before I ask the question.
Maybe we didnβt learn anything writing to him, but it keep the mind we spent time reading this and being busy and we skipped two snacks.
A Messenger,
Verl K.
I ask for a raise, but when I did he told me to first collect what I had been owed in the past. When I told him the balance was nothing. He told me to expect it on my next check.