Don’t say I didn’t warn you. ;>)
God rarely tells me what he’s doing.
But he’s always ready to show me what he wants me to do.
Some years back I landed an invitation-only spot in a workshop at CBS. It was peopled by up-and-coming comedy writers and would serve as a think tank for new TV sit-coms. Yes, I was excited. Like, diarrhea excited.
I lived an hour away, so I did my morning God-talk on the freeway en route. One morning several weeks in, I asked God what He wanted me to do.
Almost instantly I sensed that he wanted me to tell my new R-rated friends about Him. Being a man of faith, I replied, “No. What else you got?” Silence. (He does that a lot.) “OK,” I exhaled, “but if you want me to talk to a room full of worldly, anti-religious people, You’re going to have to make it happen…
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