Conversations with God while walking through life, surviving a child's cancer, fighting slavery, death of a child

The most precious place in all existence to be when it’s “Just the 2 of us” – You and each of us. I know that it is for me.

But. ooohhhh. That can be a rocky road!

— Hmmmm . . . —

You sound content.

— I am —

always?

— No. Not always, silly! You know that! —

but that is what some writers say, that “God is always content because He’s infinitely in control.”

— Humpf! —

You “snort!"

— Yes I do! Forget "the writers"!

Pat! You know better than that .—

but sometimes I forget, sort of.

— You fear, you mean,

that somehow I am “detached,” above it all.

I am not “above it all”

I’m in it all, right in the thick of things, in the middle,

down in the “nitty-gritty.”

So down in the nitty gritty that I the grit between My “teeth”! —

Oh, dear! You smile!

— Yes. And you worry too much. —

and I can feel myself crawl into Your lap and curl up there, content like a child.

— Yes, Child. My child. This is where I want you for now.

There will be more: but for now, rest in Me. Let Me hold you.

And you will be content, and I will be content

for now, for a while.

And then you will grow up in Me and that will be different, powerful.

Yes, you will like it,

but for now, just for now

be a child. –