The next thing that happens — and I could hardly believe it — I hear this voice in my head — not an actual voice, more like a stream of thoughts, and it’s God talking to me!

The next thing that happens — and I could hardly believe it — I hear this voice in my head — not an actual voice, more like a stream of thoughts, and it’s God talking to me!
Guest Post by Robyn Elliott. Tonight Bill was anxious to drift off to sleep so he could be with Susan in his dreams. He didn’t bother to put away the gin bottle which was on the bedside table.
So I’m on this long-distance phone call with God and I tell Him: “I must say I find your treatment of my family and consequently myself quite heavy-handed. Not counting … Continue reading Hello? God?
“Is God a clown who whips away your bowl of soup one moment in order, next moment, to replace it with another bowl of the same soup? Even nature isn’t such a clown as that.”