God and I had words this morning at 4:30. Actually, I had words with God. I did the talking. Ranting. Whatever. And then I climbed back in bed and had to eat my words. Not because He gave me the Job rundown of "consider Leviathan" either. I know who is bigger and better which is the primary reason I was so peeved with Him.
But, for inexplicable reasons, He cared about a little tiny thing, and only because I cared.
And my reason for ranting--disappeared.
Tap-Tap-Tap....Just in case you aren't paying attention, Jamie, I AM.