Trickling Stream of Consciousness - [Erik]
I took three bowls to God the other night. They were different sizes. There was an altar. The bowls were plain and empty. They were heavy and I didn’t want to carry them anymore, so I put them down in front of the table. I wanted Him to fill them with gold coins. I was worried that there wouldn’t be enough. I told him I didn’t want to think about the bowls anymore.Some friends came to mind. So I went and got them and brought them to the altar too. I left them there with the bowls.
I woke up and the sun was shining through my window and onto the wall in my bedroom. The light made the shape of hands holding a bowl.
posted by Etcetera at 11:58 AM
4 Comments:
That is really cool. It brought tears to my eyes. God likes that you brought Him your bowls...
Sometimes, I bring the bowls and throw them at the altar. Sometimes I shove my friends at the altar. Most of the time I stand ther at the altar and don't know what to do.
Sometimes, I can't even find the alter.
I have a hard time finding it too. But when the bowls get heavy enough, I manage to get there...and yes, throw them at Him from time to time.
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