Conversations with God (Book 1 of With God Trilogy)

January 13, 2018

As I woke up, I grabbed my Bible and the first word that I saw is ready. Wow. I have to be ready. Maybe God is reminding me to be ready at all times. Or maybe be ready for tomorrow. Or today. Well if that is the case, I am excited and nervous at the same time.

My heart is racing and I feel it beat faster than normal. My brain is imagining random thoughts. Instantly, my brain caught one thought to focus on. It creeped me out. Is my dream a premonition of what will happen? God, surely would not cut our ears would He? But I feel like God is preparing me for something.

I started to doubt myself. I am no messenger or prophet. If God wanted to use me, why did he not choose Mom or Dad or Mrs. Kelly? People that have more knowledge than I. I can't believe that I am starting to doubt God.

My mom called for breakfast. "Honey, you looked so worried." She snapped her fingers. Mom noticed how I stare on the bacon. "Well, uhm don't you like bacon for breakfast?" dad asked. I shook my head. I'm such an overthinker. "No, mom, dad, I just had a lack of sleep. Sorry." Dad and mom looked at each other. "Wait, it is the first time you said that as an excuse. Are you chatting with someone?" mom joked. I looked at dad. "Uh, no. Just watching my favorite series as usual." I excused.

"I doubt." mom laughed but dad gave a doubting look at me. "Trust me, dad." I assured him that I do not have a boyfriend. Mom picks up and my hand and dad's hand as well. She closed her eyes and prayed for the food. I love how we get together in the first hours of the day and start right. I wonder why the prayer took longer than before. I asked dad what did she prayed about.

"You." he pointed at me with two fingers.

I stared at dad like he was not saying the truth. "Trust me Jan, it's you!" he assured with a smile.

I kind of had a feeling when my dad said thatbut anyway, it's my dad.