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Chapter 3

Chapter 3
At first being friends with God was difficult. Well lol, he can hear my thoughts. That was challenging enough. I mean - i get the whole being honesty to each other stuff. Solid friendships are built on trust. But to know he hears my thoughts and still waits for me to express them. Toke me some time to get over.

Every time we talked he never really budged me to be a preacher, missionary or a disciple, like he asks his christian kids. We just talked about regular stuff or myself mainly.

Eventually as friendship grow I started to think about his feelings and his point of view. And how he felt about this shitty world. My part of the world was nice. Uk. I can not complain. But there was parts of the world that wasn't. Sex trafficking, drugs, famine, war, preselince, persecution. To name a few. Wreaked and brought misery to millions.

I decided I would make a difference and open a charity, where I would partner up with God and reach people with health. It was the least I could do for a almighty powerful God. 

Or was he just keeping me occupied?

In less than a year it boomed! The charity boomed. It was big for a one women team.
But considering I had God it felt like everything was handed to me on a plate.

People life's began to change around me for the better.  I mean, they even considered me being nice. I am shocked at that! They mistaken me for someone who wants their wellbeing.

Honestly I just felt sorry for my friend God. I didn't really care to much about the humans. And that kind made me feel bad sometimes. Because you would think knowing God would transform you into a loving Jesus like character. I mean I did changed a little. but not to the point I would put total strangers as my life goal to save.

My goal in my veins is power.