Do you ever read something that just clicks with you and off you go, singing away? All at once you’ve got the tune. I’ve been feeling that way every since Robert J. Wicks gave me permission to talk with God. Actually, I’ve been walking and talking with God for years, so it was not so much permission as an affirmation that I’m on the right path, in the right recording studio.
At the cottage I talk with God as I sit in the morning twilight and anticipate the sunrise. But for years I’ve been mainly talking with God while walking. When I invite God into the conversation we seem to enter an honest dialogue, and I begin to sense that truths that I can’t avoid. These talks with God are conversations, although I must admit that God is a mighty good listening. If anything, God is closer to being a mediator, certainly not a giver of laws. When I was a child I learned about the Ten Commandments in Sunday school. Now, as a adult, I’m talking with God about what they mean for me.
At the cottage I talk with God as I sit in the morning twilight and anticipate the sunrise. But for years I’ve been mainly talking with God while walking. When I invite God into the conversation we seem to enter an honest dialogue, and I begin to sense that truths that I can’t avoid. These talks with God are conversations, although I must admit that God is a mighty good listening. If anything, God is closer to being a mediator, certainly not a giver of laws. When I was a child I learned about the Ten Commandments in Sunday school. Now, as a adult, I’m talking with God about what they mean for me.
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