This meeting wasn't exactly something I planned to dress up for. I did not want to come across too polished. Like I was overly anxious. I wanted to go in there like I belonged, like I belonged there. I will admit, I was super nervous but I was determined not to show it. In big business matters like this the number one rule, don't come off like you are a fish out of water.
I was left alone in a room while waiting on the Big Guy. Let me be honest, I wanted to snoop around a bit. I saw what looked like a book of some type on His desk. Yikes! Was that my book, my book of life? Wait, I am still alive. Aren't we a bit early to be bringing that out? I stepped a few feet closer. Oh my Jesus (sorry God)! Was that the Bible? The Holy Bible! Dang, dang, dang, DANG! Why didn't I brush up on it before coming in? That is even neophyte 101 protocol. Shucks. And I can't wing it. I mean he would be the first to know. Wait just one minute. I know a few scriptures. And in a pinch I can pull out Thou Father Who Art in Heaven......I know that one. That ought to hold his attention.
But what if the Big Guy goes old school on me, like the OLD TESTAMENT? Colossal fail on my part for sure if he does. Wait a minute! He called me here. He must need something from me. What am I getting all worked up for? I have nothing to hide.
I just need to stay calm and be me.
And then as I am waiting I do the unthinkable given God is omnipresent and all, but I simply could not resist. I walk over to that big desk and I carefully, most gingerly as I know how, I creep toward that big book that I now realize is not the HOLY BOOK and I open the cover with my initials on it.
What I see completely astonishes me. What I see beneath that cover and throughout each of those pages, all of them is NOTHING, completely blank pages. Nothing.
I fall back into a chair and I am left to wonder that meaning.
I was left alone in a room while waiting on the Big Guy. Let me be honest, I wanted to snoop around a bit. I saw what looked like a book of some type on His desk. Yikes! Was that my book, my book of life? Wait, I am still alive. Aren't we a bit early to be bringing that out? I stepped a few feet closer. Oh my Jesus (sorry God)! Was that the Bible? The Holy Bible! Dang, dang, dang, DANG! Why didn't I brush up on it before coming in? That is even neophyte 101 protocol. Shucks. And I can't wing it. I mean he would be the first to know. Wait just one minute. I know a few scriptures. And in a pinch I can pull out Thou Father Who Art in Heaven......I know that one. That ought to hold his attention.
But what if the Big Guy goes old school on me, like the OLD TESTAMENT? Colossal fail on my part for sure if he does. Wait a minute! He called me here. He must need something from me. What am I getting all worked up for? I have nothing to hide.
I just need to stay calm and be me.
And then as I am waiting I do the unthinkable given God is omnipresent and all, but I simply could not resist. I walk over to that big desk and I carefully, most gingerly as I know how, I creep toward that big book that I now realize is not the HOLY BOOK and I open the cover with my initials on it.
What I see completely astonishes me. What I see beneath that cover and throughout each of those pages, all of them is NOTHING, completely blank pages. Nothing.
I fall back into a chair and I am left to wonder that meaning.
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