I dreamt I was having this conversation in my dream last night.
“Thank you, Lord, for all the blessings you have sent my way. You have given me more than I deserve. My heart is overflowing with gladness and joy.”
“You’re welcome,” he said, “But I have in mind of trying something different.”
“Speak, Lord, your servant is listening,” I boldly replied.
“You have been having it good so far, right?” said he.
“Yes, Lord, and I can’t thank you enough,” said I.
“What if I took away the material comforts that makes your life so comfortable?”
“Lord, even if your were to take half of what I have, nay even one third or one fourth, I would still find reasons to be happy and deeply grateful to you,” I said in reply.
And then, morning broke. And then the reality came to me that I was dealing with a money problem that was so sticky it irritated me like a grain of sand in my shoe. It was totally irritating. I know I can pay it but I get the feeling I m being taken for a ride and I can’t seem to do anything.
And then, I got another collection notice. I was being dunned for a liability I do not owe. Sure, I can prove it is not mine but it takes so much effort. And then I broke down. What? You, who would gladly lose most of what you have, can’t handle these little bumps on the road?
“Lord, help me. My boat is sinking,” I was back to the conversation I was having in my dream. But this time in real life.
And he did not answer.