So I've found that I've been asking God easier and easier questions. I've gone from "What is the meaning of life?" to "Should I bring an umbrella with me?" to "Where should I eat lunch today?". * I figure that perhaps God is like a small child who has all the answers, but is afraid of getting the answer wrong. So if I keep asking simple questions, perhaps God will be brave enough to raise his hand and answer me.
* Note to grammar nazis - I have used here the Munroe style of quotation which permits this multiple punctuation.
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I have found that when i stopped expecting "burning bush" answers, I found answers within my own peacefulness. God sometimes answers not with a loud voice, but with whispers.
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