I was standing at the counter of our local store, waiting to checkout. A more mature gentleman was standing behind me, and I turned around to wish him a ‘Good Morning.’ He asked, “Is it?”
I said, “Well, God woke me up to another day, so yes.” He looked at me and scoffed. Then said, “Oh, you must think you have it easy then.”
That was irritating, but I was nice. I smiled at him with my most gleaming smile and said, “No Sir. There isn’t anything easy about that.”
When people ask me what faith, or religion I am, I just say, “I love God. We have a fascinating relationship.” Then comes the awkward moment where they don’t know how to respond. I just want one person to exclaim, “SAME!!!”, as we bump knuckles, or high five or whatever is cool nowadays.
It hasn’t happened yet, but that man made me ponder. Following God, and doing what He wants me to do, is not easy. It’s much easier to ignore all signs He gives me, and just keep forging straight ahead. Until I wake up in the dessert dying of thirst.
God is first in my life. He saves me from myself. It’s easy to place ourselves in a box and label it ‘Christian.’ Well, I’m coming out.