Sometimes as Christians, we're taught that you shouldn't tell people you talk to God... Unless you want a one-way ticket to the funny farm, via a custom ride in a padded wagon. It's just weird. Like the homeless people in Central Park who wander around and mumble to themselves all day, or people with a nervous tick. You get labeled... put in a class of people who are somehow less intelligent, irresponsible, flightier, or naive. "Come back down to reality", they say. And while we're riding that honesty train, have you ever looked at someone because they hear from God differently than you do? I have. Before I knew better than to judge those crazies.
'Cause here's the thing. I talk to God. I talk WITH God. And I hear back. Now that's a whole new level of crazy, isn't it?
Take this morning for instance. I was awake with quiet thoughts, thinking about something I'm going
'Cause here's the thing. I talk to God. I talk WITH God. And I hear back. Now that's a whole new level of crazy, isn't it?
Take this morning for instance. I was awake with quiet thoughts, thinking about something I'm going