Interview With God

Today since I am still in the midst of eradicating my errands, I have invited a guest blogger to do the post. The blogger’s name is Anonymous. You may have heard of Anonymous.

You may have even seen work by Anonymous all over the internet and it’s pretty good, I might add. Anonymous is also very talented and usually doesn’t take any credit for any work.

When I asked Anonymous to do this post, I was pleased when Anonymous didn’t put up any resistance to do this post for me.

Isn’t it marvelous when things go smoothly. It’s like making all of the green lights and getting to your destination that much faster.

When we remove resistance from our path, we add a passing lane where we can travel around the obstacle.

And now without further ado, I present a post by Anonymous. Enjoy.

Hello everyone. Alexys, thank you for allowing me to write the post for today. I know you work very hard and I am honored that you gave me this wonderful opportunity to share my story.

It’s about a dream I had. A dream that made me think about the world, life and my relationships with others and myself as well as the universe.

I dreamed that I had an interview with God. I was sitting at a big conference table and the light that illuminated from the other side was blinding.

A soft voice said, “So you would like to interview me?,”
God asked.

“If you have the time,” I said.

God smiled and said, “My time is eternity. What questions do you have in mind for me?”

“What surprises you most about humankind?,” I asked.

God replied, “That they get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to be children again.

That they lose their health to make money and then lose their money to restore their health.

That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such that they live in neither the present nor the future.

That they live as if they will never die, and die as though they had never lived.”

God’s hand took mine and we were silent for a while.

And then I asked, “As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons that you want your children to learn?”

God squeezed my hand and said, “To learn they cannot make anyone love them. All they can do is let themselves be loved.

To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others. To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness.

To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in those they love, and it can take many years to heal them.

To learn that a rich person is not one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.

To learn that there are people who love them dearly, but simply have not yet learned how to express or show their feelings.

To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it differently.

To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.”

"Thank you for your time," I said humbly.
"Is there anything else you would like your children to know?"

God smiled and said, “Just know that I am here... always.”

I would like to give special thanks to Anonymous for sharing this very heartfelt dream. I will hang on to each word and hold them in my heart.

You don’t have to interview God to know God. All you need to know is that you ARE loved.