If only it were this easy.
I expected him to be a little less formal though. I was hoping for a “Hey, Dusty! What’s up? You okay? Let’s just chat for a while. How the kids? You haven’t posted pics of them in a while. I know you’re busy, but, man, I love seeing pictures of your kids. I know they bring you so much joy and I love to see you like that. My dad does the same thing. Every chance he gets, he’s telling people about me. It can be embarrassing sometimes, but I know he means well.”
And on and on. You get the picture.
The other morning I was running with a friend of mine and the conversation went to what we thought it would be like when we got to heaven and were in the presence of God. I said that I imagined I would crawl up in God’s lap and just sit there for a while like my girls do to me. And now that I think about it, I would love to have conversations with Jesus like the one outlined above. What I’m still learning is that I can have those conversations now. I just have to clear away the clutter so that I can hear his side of the conversation.
That and shut up long enough so that He can get a word in every now and then.
(P.S. Yes. I know this is probably some Hispanic guy who’s name is pronounced “HAY-zeus.” But when you click on a “Live Chat” button to talk to customer service, and you see that you are “chatting with Jesus,” it kinda makes you smile and write fun little blog posts.)