Dear God…

Dear God,

Clearly, I don’t pray enough; I don’t even have a good excuse for why I don’t — I just don’t. I rarely, if ever, talk to You.

But I should.

I miss You. It feels like You haven’t been around much lately, like that great friend who I’m too busy to call, even though I keep thinking to myself, “I really should give Him a call.” So, I suppose, I’m sorry I haven’t been much of a friend lately; but, admittedly, there’s a certain amount of comfort in knowing You’re there. You’re a much better friend to me than I am to You.

It annoys some people that I see God — Jesus — You — as a friend rather than a revered deity. Granted, I do revere You as Lord, but I feel like You and I are friends — friends who have slowly drifted.

“It happens sometimes; friends come in and out of your life like busboys in a restaurant,” Richard Dreyfus said in the film Stand By Me.

Well, God, I want to hang out more.

I felt You hanging around today — I knew You were there. Today, on a whim, I bought the blu-ray of The Case For Christ and took it home to watch it. I just happened to walk by it at the store and bought it. Never seen it. So when I got home, I put it in and the disc previews began; trailers for other movies. And I don’t know how to describe it, but as I watched the previews for those other Christian films, something within me just knew You were there, and my eyes welled-up with tears of deep emotional overwhelming joy. And I know for a fact, it is the only joy that can be felt when You’re in the room. So thank you for that.

I can’t guarantee that this is going to be one of those hands-to-the-heavens life conversions, but for the first time in a long time, it genuinely felt like You and I were in the same room.

I know You’re always “there,” in that omniscient sort of way. But today, You were there. I know this, because I’ve also been in an a room where You weren’t there — at all — deep in an Abyss of solitary misery. So believe me when I say that I’d much rather have You around.

So let’s talk more, okay? Remind me to give you a call, just to talk about whatever’s on my mind. Maybe this is my Toy Story “You’ve Got a Friend in Me” moment with You; but however we see it, I want to be better friends.

A while ago, I wrote about how I missed You. Well, it’s really good to have You back.

Keep in touch.

Amen…

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